晨，
                     是谁
                     惊扰了你的美梦？
                     在这个初秋的岭南大地。
     
                       晨，
                      是那
                     摩擦的沙沙响声！
                     在这个微凉的岭南早晨。

                      晨，这寂寞
                      厌倦了;
                      看惯了;
                     安静酣睡的大街。
                    
                     他们，
                     低着头，不忍心
                     不忍心
                     发出轻微的声音
                     惊扰了这刻的恬静
                     与人们的美梦……
                   
                      在人们
                      不经意间，
                      他们安静离去……
                      留下的足迹
                      只有，
                      只有，
                      这干净的大街！
    
                     晨，
                     你是这美的见证者，
                     爱您，
                     如我亲爱的父亲，
                    你这城市的美容师
                    ……

                     晨，
                    承载着我最美的祝福！
                    晨光熹微，
                    却能暖人心脾。
    
                     晨，
                    我想您，
                    念您！