当时年少青衫薄
                                              头发蓬松 表情斑斓
                                              总是坐在海边 喜欢眺望
                                              那时阳光凌乱 雨天无常
                                              ……

                                          一次次的回眸 一次次的张望
                                              说不清 道不明
                                              笑容落寂 伤痕明亮
                                              ……

                                          而我们都已渐次成长
                                              不再独上高楼
                                              不再为赋新词强说愁
                                              不再为年龄激长而慌张

                                          只是某天白发苍苍 步履蹒跚
                                              仍忍不住回想
                                              那些美好的时光
                                              那些甜蜜的过往

(编辑：马悦  责任编辑：刘婷)