①城中 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
你说到树，叶子片儿在我这就肥硕起来
月光在心尖上打滚。你又说到根
我就开始蔓延，断裂，疼痛，寻找
行道树两旁的一排路灯擦亮我不堪重负的眼睛
你走进夜色，我走向你——
用经久的沉默回答着
在黑暗中荡然无存的事物

②你去过黄山吗？

作为一个安徽人
没去过黄山
究竟该有着怎样的吁叹和羞愧

在南京，在苏州，在广州，在厦门
在我所居的合肥。每当有人频频问起
我多想黄山，此刻忽略我的籍贯