<p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><b style="font-size:22px;">雨为魂，人作媒</b></p><p class="ql-block"><b style="font-size:20px;">—上海</b></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">是东风的柔软，还是扬子江馈赠的温情？</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">白玉兰衔住第一丝暖意，悄然绽放</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">墙角鞋边，点点绿意迸裂星芒。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">是四季偏爱，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">还是江水的托举，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">让婉约揉碎惊涛，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在春申古邑筑巢成港，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">霓虹与烟火吞没浩瀚汪洋。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">是梧桐眷恋湿润的晨曦，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">还是异乡人埋下根的执念，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">万千街巷撑起穹顶，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">毛茸茸的絮语飘向云际，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">跳着圆舞曲，抖落半阙湿润的词行。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">这座城的秘密藏在黄梅雨季，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">六月，雨水漫过青石板路，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">漫过火柴盒般的玻璃幕墙，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">三十日的浸泡，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">城中人被浇淋成透明的雨珠，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在窗上蜿蜒成思念的薄霜，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">有人深夜伏案，用键盘追逐梦里的秋千，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">有人撑着油纸伞，丈量深巷里黑暗的长度，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">潮湿的心事在青砖和键盘缝隙</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">汩汩发胀。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那些被反复删除的表白，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">化作雨丝滑过想念的眼眶，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">让另一颗心莫名地发烫。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那些在街头巷尾的穿梭，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">像五线谱上的音符连接匆匆，自成一曲。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">新寻旧梦如雨打的桂花，飘零亦香。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">当暑气拧干最后一滴时，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">蝉鸣咬碎坠落的梧叶，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">城市褪去黏腻的薄裳，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">雨珠低入尘埃，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在《东方红》钟声撞碎的暮色里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">借朝南窗下蜷缩的暖意，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">再一次悄悄孕育春的萌想。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span>雨季的霉斑，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">藏在钢筋与弄堂的褶皱里。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">老弄堂吞咽着拆迁的痛楚，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">被墙灰染白鬓角的阿婆，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">紧紧攥着口袋里的旧钥匙；</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">豆腐块里外乡人折叠着梦想；</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">弄堂口的老字号诉说着沧桑。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">而太阳还是钻出褶皱，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">昭然若揭在高架龙柱上，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">车流如朝圣的信徒膜拜：</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">龙柱啊，你是永不止息的热望！</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span>百年的万国建筑、弄堂和梧桐，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">如城市的幸存者，如蝉，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">如你和我，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">褪壳，重生，交响。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">雨为魂，人作媒，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">这里—</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">有花，有雪，有人，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">如同躯壳和灵魂，如同灵魂和躯壳。</span></p>