秋日
                                                 你握着时间的沙
                                                 抖动枯枝如风
                                                 光临球馆

 

                                                 回合间
                                                 你的目光
                                                 落寞如球
                                                 坠落满地

 

                                                 球台的另一端
                                                 风彷徨着风
                                                 你渺小如我