风，轻拂着大树
                                            溜过

                                            留下一阵轻香

                                            月光从云层透去

                                            撒向人间

                                            停止了，停止了

                                            人们的一切眷恋与思绪

                                            随着那一片枯叶飘落

                                            旋转旋转

                                            好似要遁入土中，与泥土争艳

                                            而静思的

                                            是树下的一声蝉鸣