堕落

<p style="color:#333333;font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;line-height:30px;font-family:Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;hyphens:auto;text-align:justify;" data-flag="normal"><span>行走于笔端的寂寞</span><br><span>成为虚妄的迷途</span><br><span>走在荒凉的边缘</span><br><span>默读出家的声母</span><br><span>不知思想的高度</span><br><span>能否承受高贵的魂灵</span><br><span>在前进中无法预料</span><br><span>或许是悲剧</span><br><span>我们的佛陀</span><br><span>苍老的岁月中</span><br><span>孕育了一批或者一些高难度的思绪</span><br><span>成为以后的记忆</span><br><span>刻划到心灵的笔记</span><br><span>抹不掉思念的痕迹</span><br><span>游荡的思绪</span><br><span>回到现实的深渊</span><br><span>边走边学</span><br><span>在隐居前堕落到十八层地狱</span><br></p>