记忆的芬芳

                                   如果 记忆是衣箱

                                       你就是我

                                    珍藏的那件云裳

                                       每次开启

                                     总有一屡幽香

                                        凝望中

                                      我仍然会想

                                   你袖口的那朵微笑

                                   是不是还藏着忧伤？