过客

                                                                                  

 

 

                                                                                                      

                                                        烟雨倾城， 独步风情，

                                                        风雨相融， 情归何处 ? 

                                                     风轻轻吹着来 ，情跟雨飘着走     

                                                      每个人都有自己不同的故事，

                                                     不同的剧情，诠释不同的内容；

                                                    不同的旋律奏出不同人生的交响曲

                                                        亦有幸福，亦有悲愁。

                                                命里有时，终须有， 命里无时，莫强求。

                                            桃花依旧笑春风。我心里早已明白，只是不愿捅破，

                                                 因为，我只是尘世中微渺匆匆的过客，

                                                   只想把它编织成一场绚丽的彩梦，

                                                希冀美好的剧情，继演而不仓促的谢幕。                  
                                            我们无论有何不舍与眷恋，但也逃不脱命运的掌控 。   

                                                     而这剧幕的结局早已有了谱。  

                                       若是我无意绘进他人画山之中，随着时间的消逝也会慢慢的消融； 

                                              无论你映入画中有多么优美的身影，经这风吹雨淋，

                                                  也会被刮得七零八落，千疮百孔。

                                                           不会为之叹惜 ，

                                                           不会为之伤痛，  

                                                  因为，我只是尘世中微渺匆匆的过客

                                                   只能把它当演绎成缤纷盛开花的春

                                                          与飞旋飘落叶的秋。

                                                      这场生命像是风中的花瓣，

                                              最美的刹那，却是凋落的尽头。

                                            尽管我不遗余力想握住飞扬的四季、

                                                  渴望牵住季节的手，

                                               只想缀住它那匆匆的脚步，

                                               再也不想让它轻易的放走!

                                           生命的轮回，只是一份无奈的祈求，

                                             却余下的是我一双含泪的眼眸。。。。  

                                           因为， 我只是尘世中微渺匆匆的过客

                                                          拢着欢喜或哀愁，

                                                       悄悄的来， 又悄悄的走

                                                          情到深处无怨尤。。。。

 

                                                           风已静，雨已止。

                                                 收起我苍凉的心境， 卷摄着我无边的念眷，

                                                 摇曳着沉闷的时光，荡向遥远的天际。

                                                  对于时间，生命的过客是短暂的；

                                           对于人，人生的过客是缘分的使然， 

                                                    好好的对待，  

                                                好好的珍惜，不后悔 

                                            我要把握生命的每一个机会

                                          让它塌踏实而轻灵，从容而无悔

                                                   过客亦非过客，

                                                   用缘分来诠释；

                                                   让情感来注脚，

                                                   请风景来修饰。

                                              把冷漠的白纸流落在风中，

                                            任宿命在流转中圆满。 那么，

                                      即使只是过客，也是生命中最瑰丽的奇葩。
                                     过客匆匆，情暖四方，依然如故，如你如我。