毕业是个终点              阻隔了所有的相间             不懂得分别的苦楚              即使泪水没了流落的方向         昔日的他们 也可以忧伤          而我   依旧没心没肺的微笑          我不想 流泪          泪水是糖衣弹炮         一哭泣便会点着         ‘想’是枷锁          太多人会被锁上            于是我沉默         鲁迅曾说      不在沉默中爆发    便在沉默中灭亡           可没人愿意灭亡          可为何 太多人被锁上                那就不毕业吧           那样    我们永远是个孩子          十三岁的孩子          永远被 少年  包围            也许          是十三岁的青年          我们以后明明是青年           却要被囚禁在十三 岁的岁月           ‘想’无法锁住我        能囚禁住我的是离别                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       [page]分页标题[/page]

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