外面的风

      轻轻的吹着

          冬天来了

               鸟儿少了

                   树叶舞动着

                         我们少了快乐

                                   一个人

                                         走在大街上

                                                     吹着冷风

                                                                突然感到心也冷了

                                                                            一切

                                                                     回到当初

                                                            当初独自

                                                 坐上了汽车

                               来到这陌生的城市

                            吹着冷风

                     树叶舞动着

                  我们都长大了

            有不同的思想

       我们渐渐少了

               快乐！