冬天的小屋 

                                    太阳遗落的一星火点

                                    我们围起了一个世界

                                    雪花纷纷飘落了思绪

                                    条条道路通向故事中的季节

                                     靠近火，我们多了热情

                                     身后溜走了潜伏的冷漠

                                     鞋面飘去远道的潮湿

                                     画中的春天从墙头下来

                                     终于到了记忆交会的路口

                                     燃烧的热情点燃我们的两腮

                                     赶在夜色吞没一切之前

                                     我们带着小屋走向雪地皑皑