一 枚 旧 书 签

                             打开书箱的午后
                             阳光投照着 
                             箱底一枚懒懒的书签
                             还守望在当初
                             我离开的地点
                             密密麻麻的记忆
                             不见了曾散落字里行间的余味
                             褪了色的感动 隐约
                             还在眉间
                             收藏这
                             满腔热情
                             用一生
                             期待今日的重逢
                             只是春已来过了
                             故事的结局
                             已写在它的身后
                             如果不忍这样走出往昔
                             让我随你走入尘封