<p class="ql-block">风掠过颈窝时</p><p class="ql-block">不再携着暑气的烫</p><p class="ql-block">像刚洗过的棉衫</p><p class="ql-block">轻轻凉凉</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"> </p><p class="ql-block">梧桐叶翻了半面</p><p class="ql-block">绿还浓着</p><p class="ql-block">边缘却洇了点浅黄</p><p class="ql-block">是季节的含蓄告宣</p><p class="ql-block"> </p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">蹲下身，看草叶尖挑着的露</p><p class="ql-block">是刚拆封的凉</p><p class="ql-block">透亮，悬在叶齿上</p><p class="ql-block">不敢碰——怕它落进土</p><p class="ql-block">就成了秋的序章</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"> </p><p class="ql-block">远处蝉声剩了尾音</p><p class="ql-block">像没说完的话</p><p class="ql-block">我伸手接住的</p><p class="ql-block">是软乎乎的晨光</p><p class="ql-block">有刚刚好的温柔</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">已过了爱追着热风跑的年纪</p><p class="ql-block">但还没到叹叶落的深秋</p><p class="ql-block">不用急着赶什么路</p><p class="ql-block">也不用攥着热闹不肯放</p><p class="ql-block">就像这悬在叶尖的露</p><p class="ql-block">不慌不忙地亮着</p><p class="ql-block">便是恰好的模样</p>