<p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px; color:rgb(22, 126, 251);">寒露与重阳</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"> </span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">十月晚秋</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">终于和节气同频了</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">今夏炎热宕机</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">风，一阵阵为季节刮痧</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">郁结的故事，终以</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">寒露形式发泄</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">“木樨香陨，雀化成蛤</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">芙蓉冷，芰菏为衣，菊有黄华……”</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"></span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我登高快将塌陷的旧楼</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">向心中的南山</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">把重阳举过头顶</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">以矢车菊名义，开成茱萸</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">且不要和我提及故乡</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那是跨越无数</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">三百六十五个台阶后</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">都无法抖落的负重。此刻</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">白色芦荻，以江水代酒</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">向炊烟升起的地方</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">向故人举杯</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"></span></p>