聂绪良

                                               风来        远远地

                                                我就听见   丁零的风铃响了

                                                       是你来了吗

                                                迎你     我伫立在冷冷的风口

                                                       翘首遥望

                                                  古老而又美丽的时光     静止在手表上

                                                渴望    却一秒一秒的飞速滋长

                                                                                                                                                                     草稿写于一九九五年春

                                                                                                                                                                                 二零一六年七月二十三日