瓜农

                                                 黄土地培育的质朴

                                                 流露着乡音气息

                                                 带着凝聚的汗水

                                                  徘徊在钢筋水泥中

                                                    他们在耐心等待

                                                   在这阴雨的夏季

                                                     打湿着他们的身体

                                                 夜幕中守候着

                                                    一份希望

                                                     盼望收获所有的付出

                                                    满车的汗水

                                                带着城市的无奈

                                                 城市的喧嚣

                                                    散去的人海

                                                    没有人驻足

                                                    一份关爱

                                                     格格不入的一切

                                                        是那

                                                     未想到的冷漠

                                                       纯真和艰辛的希望

                                                          在浑浊的眼神中苍茫

                                                        乏味的印纸

                                                       还没有到来

                                                        也许今夜的城市

                                                        有谁停守驻足