<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">金属丝在枝桠间持续震颤</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">正午的钟摆卡进年轮</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">蝉蜕的空壳里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">埋着被风化的铜铃铛</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我们曾用露水浇灌蝉声</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">直到每一棵树都成为沸腾的竖井</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">阳光在叶脉上熔成液态</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">那些未寄出的信笺开始发烫</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">正午的硬币在水泥地旋转</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">蝉鸣把云絮纺成亚麻布匹</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">年少的影子被烫出小洞</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">知了猴在泥土深处校准日晷</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">祖母的蒲扇切开暑气</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">蝉声在喉咙结痂</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我们数着褪色的蝉蜕</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像清点童年漏光的底片</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">暮色是渗开的淡金色墨水</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">蝉翼切割着日渐稀薄的黄昏</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">有人把褪壳的瞬间藏进玻璃罐</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">连同树根下发芽的星辰</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">最后一声鸣叫卡在树杈</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像生锈的钥匙转动八月</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">蝉蜕的空壳微微摇晃</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">风穿过时发出沙漏的声响</span></p>