我不想

                    不停地划弄

                    这手机的屏

                    血液奔流心在发狂

                    我不想

                    手掬茶一杯

                    静坐沙发

                    听窗外琴声悠扬

                    我不想

                    趁天气晴好

                    俯下身悉心打理

                    自家的小花廊

                    我不想

                    穿梭于林立的高楼间

                    随着外面的大潮

                    随波逐浪

                    我不想

                    奔波于炫目的城市间

                    升上万米高空

                    飞越南太平洋

                    我只想

                    牵着年轻舅妈的手

                    回到那青涩古朴的小巷

                    矮矮的四合院

                    仲夏里蓝色的晚上

                    一家人围坐在那株

                    年年结果的石榴树旁

                    隔着树梢

                    望着月亮

                    脚下的青石地泛着

                    水一样的光

                    都说时间过得太快

                    可为什么

                    那时的记忆

                    却如

                    隔世一般的迷茫