<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">【三伏天里的《末伏书》】</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">——每个节气都是活着的文物</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:18px;"> 作者/晓悟</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">（序章）</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">当热浪在柏油路上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">流动成河</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我听见二十四节气的齿轮</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在周髀算经的竹简深处</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">缓缓转动</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">把七月的流火</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">铸成青铜鼎上的云纹</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">（第一篇章 医道传承）</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">药碾在青石臼里辗转</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">研磨着黄帝内经的智慧</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">冬病夏治的古老训诫</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">化作三伏贴上氤氲的药香</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在伤寒杂病论里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">埋下的种子</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">已在千年后的街巷</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">长成葱茏的艾草</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">（第二篇章 诗心映照）</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">杜甫的夏夜叹</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">从书页跌落</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">永日不可暮 炎蒸毒我肠</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">这滚烫的诗句</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">正在空调外挂的制冷机上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">凝结成晶莹水珠</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">而白居易摇着蒲扇</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在消暑诗里轻笑</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">眼前无长物 窗下有清风</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">这穿越千年的问答</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">让我的陶瓷杯里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">荡漾起整个盛唐的月光</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">（第三篇章 市井记忆）</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">循着东京梦华录的墨香</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我走进汴梁的七月街市</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">冰雪凉水的叫卖声</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">与今夏奶茶店的订单</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在时空的某个转角撞个满怀</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">铜钱桥上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">卖冰人敲击冰盏的叮当</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">正与超市冷柜的嗡鸣</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">谱写成跨越千年的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">消夏二重奏</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">（第四篇章 农事智慧）</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">晒场上的麦粒</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">还在背诵齐民要术的教诲</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">伏日作酱 味美持久</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">老农数着节气的念珠</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">把四民月令的叮咛</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">编成竹筛里跳动的豆娘</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">这些金黄的象形文字</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">正在书写</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">大地最古老的微博</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">（第五篇章 天人之约）</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">天文台的射电望远镜</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">与郭守敬的观星台</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">隔着银河相望</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">月令七十二候的密码</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">正在气象卫星的显示屏上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">绽放成数据的花朵</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">当北斗七星的位置</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">与鹖冠子的记载</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在子夜时分完美重合</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我们终于懂得</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">祖先仰望的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">从来不只是星空</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">更是文明传承的坐标</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">（终章）</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">此刻 我站在末伏的临界点</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">左手握着智能手机</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">右手捧着夏小正的残卷</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">Wi-Fi信号与甲骨文的裂纹</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在我的掌心</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">达成奇妙的和解</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">这是五千年文明</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">写给未来的情书——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">每缕暑气都是</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">时光酿造的老酒</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">每个节气都是活着的文物</span></p> <p class="ql-block">摄影制作 晓武</p><p class="ql-block">诗歌创作 晓悟</p><p class="ql-block">用美篇记录下真实的自己</p><p class="ql-block">创作来之不易 点赞是心意 </p><p class="ql-block">花钱送花不如打赏鼓励</p>