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                                                                          灵感很重要

                                                                

 

                                                                                 我很庆幸

                                                                                 很多时候

                                                                                 灵感与我

                                                                            总是如影随形

                                                            

 

 

                                                                                  心痛的哭泣

                                                                                  兴奋地希冀

                                                                                 平淡的慰藉

                                                                                 会意的默契

                                                                                   灵感于我

                                                                             总是独挡一面

                                                                                      所以

                                                                                 才使得我

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                                                                                   轻松自如

                                                                                       甚至

                                                                                       有时

                                                                                    想放笔

                                                                                却思潮泉涌

                                                                                     想不写

                                                                                却文跃字跳

                                                                                    一如笔下

 

 

                                                                                 曾几何时

                                                                                   很开心

                                                                                那种状态。

                                                                                曾几何时

                                                                                   很高兴

                                                                                那种心境。

                                                                                就连走路

                                                                                  都偷笑。

                                                                                就连骑车

                                                                                  都偷乐。

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                                                                                那种感觉

                                                                                真的很好。

                               

 

 

          忽然,有一天,灵感对我说:“嗨!我有些心烦,你一个人玩吧!”

          为了维护我的尊严,我强压着内心的恐惧与不安,装作若无其事的样子,笑笑说:“无所谓,你请便!”

       

                                                                                    灵感真的说走就走了。

                                                                                    我是千真万确玩不转了。

                                                                                              拿着笔

                                                                                                无字。

                                                                                              对着纸

                                                                                                无词。

                                                                              似乎连键盘都变得那么陌生。

 

 

 

                                                                                                时间

                                                                                             一分一秒

                                                                                             一刻一钟

                                                                                             一点一天

                                                                                           一天又一天               

                                                                                                 灵感

                                                                                         犹如空间蒸发

                                                                                              无影无踪

                                                                                               …………

                                                                         

 

                                                                                                  放弃吧

                                                                                        我有时自己劝自己 

                                                                                                    或许

                                                                                          灵感于我的缘分

                                                                                                    已尽。

                                                                                             又会对自己说

                                                                                                   不可能。

                                                                                                     灵感

                                                                                                没那么残忍。

                                                                                                       它

                                                                                             只是想出去溜溜

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           也等

                                                                                                     也盼

                                                                                           更多是静心的守候

                                                                                                      因为

                                                                                                    我晓得

                                                                                                      灵感

                                                                                                是悠然怡然

                                                                                                      踏着

                                                                                                轻松的步伐

                                                                                                      来的。

                                                                                                这样的灵感

                                                                                                       才有

                                                                                                舒怡的展现

                                                                                                 …………

 

 

                                                                                                  回了趟老家

                                                                                               又回到自己的家。

                                                                                                    一切依旧。

                                                                                                         今天

                                                                                                为了失业保险

                                                                                                为了失业培训

                                                                                                  还真有些累。

                                                                                                   躺在沙发上

                                                                                                   想睡一会儿 。

                                                                                                      不曾想

                                                                                                     灵感来了

                                                                                                  ……………

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