<p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"> </span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">同乡同岁，共沐人间烟火</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">你却在时光里种了一片墨色的星河</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"> </span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">八旬的手握住羊毫时</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">宣纸便活了——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">横撇是松枝勾住半缕山岚</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">竖捺如瀑布跌入石潭清响</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">折笔处藏着少年时追云的棱角</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">提按间又有暮春落花的温柔顿挫</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">砚台里浸着的岂止松烟墨</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">分明是你把八十年风雨</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">都酿成了笔锋上的平仄</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"> </span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">读你的诗像在老巷口遇见新苔</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">每一句都带着晨露的平仄</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">画里的山水总在落款处留白</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">留白里浮动着我们共有的乡音</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">你说这叫"未说完的故事更悠长"</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">转身又用诙谐把岁月褶皱烫平</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">茶盏碰响时惊飞檐角宿鸟</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">笑谈间惊觉松涛已漫过西窗</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"> </span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">最爱看你在暮色里铺纸</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">银发与宣麻纹理悄然重叠</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">笔未落先有墨香漫过回廊</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">像当年和小伙伴们嬉戏游玩</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">又似村口老槐的年轮在呼吸</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">而你只是挥毫说"写着玩"</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">却让每个字都站成了</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">竹篱边不卑不亢的菊</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"> </span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">此刻春深，你案头的兰正开</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">墨渍在袖口晕成云纹</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">时光在你腕底绕了个弯</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">又变成砚池里未干的虹</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">原来真正的风雅从不怕迟暮</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">就像你笔下永不褪色的山河</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">每道笔触都在说——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">八十年不过是宣纸一折</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">而你，是拿岁月当颜料的人</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">把平凡日子调成了</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">平仄相生的水墨长卷</span></p>