<p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">文/韩元涛</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那是一树樱花，美丽耀眼</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">却默默无语</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">不管开不开窗户，晚上睡觉</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">她都会闯入到我的梦里来</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">美好的事物</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">总是不轻易开口说话</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">没有世俗的花言巧语</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">唯有花香四溢</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我想把她和春天，留在窗前</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">和我一起过鸟语花香的日子</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">她似乎猜透了我的心思</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">好似笑我幼稚</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">刚好，一阵微风吹过来</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">花瓣飘落一地</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">美好是新闻，是易碎品</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">良辰美景也是稍纵即逝的光阴</span></p>