<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">武潭的浅秋里，没有唐风宋韵的吟哦</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">一汪浅水</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">装载着数千年的厚重</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">渔火和胡呐喊</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">用光波与音韵的喧泄两岸青山相对出的诗意</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">水墨丹青，画不出红于二月花的霜叶</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">层次中</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">明暗里落霞与孤鹜的单调</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">清浅间直播了一人的落寞呆思</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">顺漂三几里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">红衣蒹葭的远眺</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">就是那一盏渔火在荡漾了千年</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">岸边</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">白露为霜，贫寒的才子和渔翁对奕</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在香樟树收藏的记忆中</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">远处大抵都是无穷的山色</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">一网下去，收上来的不是鱼鳖</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">全是些沉浸在淤泥里的宋韵唐风</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">与和着风景的哦吟</span></p>