眼淚　                                                                         
                                                                               
                                                                               
感傷的心痛在悲哀中緩緩流出                                                     
淚珠凝結成了花蕾卻瞬時枯萎                                                     
                                                                               
                                                                               
今天看到一篇報導：                                                             
                                                                               
    入冬的北京，寒風凜冽，枯葉分飛。一匹匹高大膘肥的純種賽馬「極不情願」地被牽到一個大坑邊，這裡將是牠們奔波一生的盡頭。在被注射藥物之後，牠們還搖搖 晃晃地堅持了幾分鐘，然後突然摔倒在地上，大而有神的雙目中流出大顆、大顆的眼 淚。隨後才嚥了氣，連一點哀鳴都沒有發出……                                     
                                                                               
                                                                               
    我在新疆伊犁旅行時也曾看到賽馬變成肉馬，那種傷感讓人極易掉眼淚，也許是 我對馬有一種崇拜讓我捨不得。                                                   
                                                                               
    馬有一種血性讓人習慣把牠和英雄俠士聯繫在一起。                             
                                                                               
    「伯樂相馬」對於一匹良駒而言，在明主相中它的同時，其實牠也已經在開始相中了這個主人了吧？如果把他們拆散了，那就非常悲哀了。                           
                                                                               
    當拿破崙騎在馬上時是多麼地威風啊！那時世界主義還騎在他頭上。滑鐵倫一役戰敗後，他的坐騎命運可想而知。