所         思

                                          一       煤 球

                                            黑的令人生厌，

                                            然着了谁都喜欢。

                                             做饭取暖任你使唤，

                                           通红的心旨在奉献。  

                                            二     扫  帚

                                             深情地抚摸校园 ，    

                                            匆匆地把枯叶碎石追赶。

                                             带走的是团团尘雾，

                                             留下的是阳光灿烂。