曾想拥有一袭旗袍，

                               走在江南的烟雨里，

                               油纸伞将烟雨化做温婉的气韵,

                               或立于案前，

                               读几页唐诗宋词，

                               染几处水墨山水，

                               点几朵青荷墨梅，

                               任前尘旧事涌上心头，

                               旗袍，便只能是一个与自己有着距离的梦境.......