再唱浪淘沙

张宝来

                                              少时 无邪
                                              每登临山崖
                                              定要将伸向野菜花的手 停下
                                              望上一望
                                              山那边是哪

                                              海 在我的想象中
                                              渐渐辽阔 慢慢长大
                                              如一个童心未泯的大男孩
                                              打着哨子 吐着浪花
                                              偶尔看海
                                              像会一位经年不见的挚友
                                              心安处 竟无话
                                              所有繁杂
                                              都随飘飘沙鸥 消失在天涯

                                              那个夏
                                              我和孩子光着脚丫
                                              趾缝间流动着白色的、细腻的沙
                                              这才感觉 我和家乡温柔的内心多么亲近
                                              我是家乡千百年来、千百万人里的一粒沙
                                              渺小的再不能分化

                                              手中的沙 漏去童年的记忆
                                              岁月的浪 终究要淘走锦瑟年华
                                              有谁能挽住时光的脚
                                              让波纹代替皱纹老去
                                              浪淘沙
                                              多少古人吟咏的泪如雨下

                                              我来唱一曲《浪淘沙》
                                              一颗激荡的心在岸边拍打
                                              一朵浪花 能点缀家乡如画风景
                                              即若昙花 瞬间凋落也有价
                                              水低成海 人低成沙
                                              一粒沙 任由海浪举得再高也沉下
                                              能看见自己的渺小 也就伟大