<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">蝶，放下了沉重的色彩</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">却放不下白，放不下晶莹</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">冷冽，空灵</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">荒山野岭，庄子的蝶</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">还有梁山伯祝英台</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在演绎什么，漫天飞舞的我</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">落在佛身，那渐冷的山峦</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">这场景尚在眼前</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">小心翼翼，绕道而行</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">这结局，无须掩饰</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">白色灰烬扬起，你满眶的泪</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">这些事，了而未了</span></p>