<p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">主持/任飞</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">文图/淡然若溪</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">京城把雨，叠了三天</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">风躲在云端打坐</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">忘了赴这场湿凉的约</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">晴光终于漫出来时</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我踩着暖意出门——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">寻秋，亦把惬意扛肩</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">万物刚洗过澡</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">每片叶子舒着筋骨</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">把秋的句子，铺得很软</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">柳梢垂得更低了</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">卸去春日的娇软</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">把果敢，浸在秋阳里晒</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">竹林捧着未干的水珠</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">躬身，向每个路过的影子问好</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">温润藏在叶缝，不声不响</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">银杏还站得笔直</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">纹理里悄悄多了些遒劲</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">叶片收敛起夏的舒展</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">等着秋阳，烤出脆生生的甜</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">粉黛子草攥着浅绿</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">指尖少了柔润，多了锋芒</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">该是在攒劲吧——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">等大地匀来胭脂</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">绽放出粉雾缭绕的浪</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">梧桐、槭树、紫薇最急</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">早把夏的张扬叠起</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">把黄与红，细细晕进叶脉</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">枝头挂上打翻的调色盘</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">叶儿打着旋儿落</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">蹭过舞者的发梢</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">一片，又一片，都是秋的眷恋</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我踩着落叶的轻响走</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">惬意在周身绕</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">忽然就想起那四个字——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">境由心造？</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">还是秋境，染了心头的好？</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">其实不必问</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">心与境早缠在一处</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像秋阳抱着落叶</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">殊途，却同归</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">只是，走着走着</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">脚步忽然轻了</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我们该留给后人些什么呢？</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">留一片能晒暖的天</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">留一树会落的叶</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">留一个，让后来人</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">也能撞见欢喜的秋</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">2025年10月11日</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">雨后秋笺</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">京城把雨，叠了三天</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">风躲在云端打坐</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">忘了赴这场湿凉的约</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">晴光终于漫出来时</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我踩着暖意出门——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">寻秋，亦把惬意扛肩</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">万物刚洗过澡</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">每片叶子舒着筋骨</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">把秋的句子，铺得很软</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">柳梢垂得更低了</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">卸去春日的娇软</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">把果敢，浸在秋阳里晒</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">竹林捧着未干的水珠</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">躬身，向每个路过的影子问好</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">温润藏在叶缝，不声不响</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">银杏还站得笔直</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">纹理里悄悄多了些遒劲</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">叶片收敛起夏的舒展</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">等着秋阳，烤出脆生生的甜</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">粉黛子草攥着浅绿</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">指尖少了柔润，多了锋芒</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">该是在攒劲吧——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">等大地匀来胭脂</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">绽放出粉雾缭绕的浪</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"> 梧桐、槭树、紫薇最急</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">早把夏的张扬叠起</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">把黄与红，细细晕进叶脉</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">枝头挂上打翻的调色盘</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">叶儿打着旋儿落</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">蹭过舞者的发梢</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">一片，又一片，都是秋的眷恋</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我踩着落叶的轻响走</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">暖意在周身绕</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">忽然就想起那四个字——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">境由心造？</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">还是秋境，染了心头的好？</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">其实不必问</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">心与境早缠在一处</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像秋阳抱着落叶</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">殊途，却同归</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">只是，走着走着</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">脚步忽然轻了</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我们该留给后人些什么呢？</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">留一片能晒暖的天</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">留一树会落的叶</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">留一个，让后来人</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">也能撞见欢喜的秋</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">2025年10月11日</span></p>