它锁住鼠年正月

                    锁住五十六个门环

                    它是阵地最坚固的堡垒

                    日子被锁住

                    分秒似乎在炫耀漫长

                    口罩手套锁得更牢

                    锁住呼吸  倾诉与暖流

                    亲情好像穿了隔离衣

                    由它沉默

                    任两扇大门失声

                    钥匙是知心的

                    在手心里安分又期待锁芯转动

                             雨夜

                    小雨是这个夜晚的佼佼者

                    传达室的灯光慵懒

                    羡慕它的自由来去

                    二十八户人家把它拒之门外

                    雨声不厌其烦地敲打窗玻璃

                    每个音符都是重音

                    好像在追问去年的礼遇

                    此时  有违一曲音乐的曼妙

                    有违贵如油的美意

                    命在美好之上

                    雨水如解意

                    请替我在每个门牌写下静好与平安