<!-- Origin Article URL: http://www.wretch.cc/blog/squirrel13/35362369 --> <br><br><br><span><br><span>第一次和你去看浪<br><br><span>是個忙裡偷閒的夜晚<br><br><span>那時候的我,好天真<br><br><span>看著砂石往帆布鞋裡頭鑽<br><br><span>卻有著無心去理會的愉悅(f) </span><br><br><br><span> </span> </span> </span> </span> </span> </span><br>第二次和你去看海<br><br><span>是個理不太清的情緒<br><br><span>那時候的我,好煩躁<br><br><span>看著浪花直撲向暗礁<br><br><span>情緒起伏劇烈得難以控制<br><br><span>那顆心卻還是向著你<br><br><span>無可諱言地<br><br><br><span> </span> </span> </span><br>第三次邀你去看海<br><br><span>是個海風很大的夜晚<br><br><span>這時候的我,有些東西想放掉<br><br><span>想讓海風颳去煩惱<br><br><span>想散步吹吹風<br><br><span>然後聽海悲泣的聲音</span><br><br><span> </span> </span><br><span> </span> </span> </span> </span><br><span>我清楚的聽見了。<br><br><span>海水衝擊礁石的聲音,震懾驚人,颱風經過的跡象<br><br><span>就彷彿是我們的遇見<br><br><span> </span> </span><br><br><span> </span> </span> </span> </span> </span><br><br><span> </span> </span> </span><br><br><span> </span>