<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">（一）</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">当北山后的最后一片薄雪</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">扶摇直上，幻化成一朵孤云</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">天地便醒了</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">（二）</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">木兰以花苞为笔，蘸露水为墨</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">书写从无到有，一生二，二生三，三生万物的人间至道</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">（三）</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">小甲虫扒拉开浮土枯叶，伸伸懒腰，打个哈欠</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">披上阳光织就的金色羽衣</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">开始，丈量它的疆土</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">（四）</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">蜡梅香和着潮润润的风</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">稳稳停留在鼻息间</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">每朵花，都争着跟我说一别经年的想念</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p>