死火洗清罪恶    

                                                            寒风刮开旧伤

                                                            烈酒祭奠豪杰

                                                            鲜花歌颂死亡

                                                            冷的孤单的膨胀夜空

                                                            星斗也照不亮征程

                                                            寻求，寻求

                                                            寻求不可能有的暖流

                                                            寒风已经刮过

                                                            远路已经开头

                                                            否定的怀疑的无法停留

                                                            那预告的警觉的悖论

                                                            在空旷的田野里唤人回首

                                                            直觉的阴影

                                                            覆盖在笔直笔直的大路

                                                            没有选择的前行

                                                            没有光亮的岔口

                                                            以冰冷的扭动的冤魂为补给

                                                            新路也要有人先走

                                                            那沸腾的翻滚的热血呵

                                                            就点亮给后人的街灯

                                                            （作者系2016级汉语言文学专业学生）