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《上海诗人</SPAN>.</SPAN>汶川诗组》</SPAN> </SPAN> 废墟的角落</SPAN></SPAN> ＿＿献给遭遇地震灾难的父母</SPAN></SPAN> </SPAN> 妈妈</SPAN></SPAN> 你在哪里</SPAN></SPAN> 不要睡在废墟的角落</SPAN></SPAN> 那里有很多的蚊虫</SPAN></SPAN> 你听到很多人在呼唤你吗？</SPAN></SPAN> 妈妈</SPAN></SPAN> </SPAN> 妈妈</SPAN></SPAN> 我没哭</SPAN></SPAN> 我知道你一定不会放弃的</SPAN></SPAN> 就像你劝我不放弃学习一样</SPAN></SPAN> </SPAN> 妈妈</SPAN></SPAN> 你在哪里</SPAN></SPAN> 不要睡在废墟的角落</SPAN></SPAN> 那里有很多的蚊虫</SPAN></SPAN> 我还要让你帮我打扇呢</SPAN> </SPAN> 妈妈</SPAN> 过不了多久</SPAN> 露天电影就会架在</SPAN> 我们家的门前</SPAN> 那是你儿子金榜题名之时</SPAN> </SPAN> 妈妈</SPAN> 勇敢地走出来吧</SPAN> 你瘸了</SPAN> 我背你</SPAN> 你拐了</SPAN> 我扶你</SPAN> 你没了双脚</SPAN> 还有无数的人抬着你</SPAN> </SPAN> </SPAN> 妈妈</SPAN></SPAN> 下雨了</SPAN></SPAN> 不要睡在废墟的角落</SPAN></SPAN> </SPAN> </SPAN> 捉迷</SPAN>藏</SPAN></SPAN> ＿＿献给渴求生命还在废墟下的孩子们</SPAN></SPAN> </SPAN> 我被蒙上了眼</SPAN> 不是同学的红领巾</SPAN> 不是妈妈的手绢</SPAN> 而是</SPAN> 像恶魔鬼一样墙</SPAN> </SPAN> 我吓哭了</SPAN> 泪滴在伤口上</SPAN> 很疼</SPAN> 很疼</SPAN> 我拼命地喊妈妈</SPAN> 妈妈呀</SPAN> 妈妈呀</SPAN> 从未这么用力过</SPAN> 妈妈从来就是</SPAN> 在我需要前出现的</SPAN> </SPAN> 我饿极了</SPAN> 滚开</SPAN> 给我滚开</SPAN> 魔鬼一样的墙</SPAN> 你不要把我</SPAN>藏得太久</SPAN></SPAN> 妈妈会找不到我的</SPAN></SPAN> </SPAN> </SPAN> </SPAN> </SPAN> </SPAN> 生命</SPAN></SPAN> </SPAN> ＿＿献给勇敢的幸存者</SPAN></SPAN> </SPAN> 生命像水</SPAN></SPAN> 融入大海</SPAN></SPAN> 你增加了大海的肚量</SPAN></SPAN> 大海延长了你的周期</SPAN></SPAN> </SPAN> 生命像灯</SPAN></SPAN> 融入黑夜</SPAN></SPAN> 你给黑夜带了温暖</SPAN></SPAN> 黑夜给你竖立了丰碑</SPAN></SPAN> </SPAN> 生命不会是哭泣</SPAN></SPAN> 那是不懂事的自然在撒娇</SPAN></SPAN> 你需要时间去安慰它</SPAN></SPAN> </SPAN> 生命不会是脆弱</SPAN></SPAN> 那仅仅是一次调皮的孩子恶作剧</SPAN></SPAN> 它在掰碎着饼干</SPAN></SPAN> 你需要微笑着去打扫</SPAN></SPAN> 毕竟它生活在我们的土地上</SPAN></SPAN> 毕竟几千年来</SPAN></SPAN> 它都是我们的孩子啊</SPAN></SPAN> </SPAN> </SPAN> </SPAN> 你只是今天找不到我</SPAN></SPAN> ＿＿献给渴求生命还在废墟下的孩子们</SPAN></SPAN> </SPAN> </SPAN> 不要哭泣，爸爸</SPAN></SPAN> 你只是今天找不到我</SPAN></SPAN> 还记得</SPAN></SPAN> 你从前不让我读书</SPAN></SPAN> 我曾离家出走</SPAN></SPAN> 爸爸</SPAN></SPAN> 是我</SPAN></SPAN> “吃”光了家里的土豆</SPAN></SPAN> 是我</SPAN></SPAN> 压弯了你笔直的双肩</SPAN></SPAN> </SPAN> 不要哭泣，爸爸</SPAN></SPAN> 你只是今天找不到我</SPAN></SPAN> 还记得</SPAN></SPAN> 我因为写黑板报</SPAN></SPAN> 天黑了迷失了方向</SPAN></SPAN> 是你</SPAN></SPAN> 在路途中找到我</SPAN></SPAN> 是你</SPAN></SPAN> 把我蹒跚地背回了家</SPAN></SPAN> </SPAN> 爸爸，不要哭泣</SPAN></SPAN> 你只是今天找不到我</SPAN></SPAN> </SPAN> </SPAN> </SPAN> </SPAN> </SPAN> 露天教室</SPAN></SPAN> ＿＿献给地震中平凡而伟大的暂时离开我们的老师们</SPAN></SPAN> </SPAN> </SPAN> 老师</SPAN></SPAN> 你撑了好久了吧</SPAN></SPAN> 累吗？</SPAN></SPAN> 我都睡着了</SPAN></SPAN> 你手臂都凉了</SPAN></SPAN> 冷吗？</SPAN></SPAN> 我听到肚子的咕噜声</SPAN></SPAN> 好像是我饿了</SPAN></SPAN> </SPAN> 你还记得</SPAN></SPAN> 去年我们在露天教室上课</SPAN></SPAN> 坐在后排的我</SPAN></SPAN> 偷偷遛回了家</SPAN></SPAN> 你没会责怪我</SPAN></SPAN> 你知道我饿了</SPAN></SPAN> </SPAN> 老师</SPAN></SPAN> 你怎么把我抓得那么紧</SPAN></SPAN> 你知道我饿了吗</SPAN></SPAN> |