<p class="ql-block">文/老虎wds</p><p class="ql-block">美篇号：7240556</p><p class="ql-block">图片：网络</p><p class="ql-block">音乐：竹笛古筝—悠扬自由—牡丹亭</p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(57, 181, 74);">【引言】前几日《江城驿站》</span><span style="color:rgb(57, 181, 74); font-size:18px;">美篇圈</span><span style="color:rgb(57, 181, 74);">“家国情怀”征文，我投稿一篇散文诗</span><a href="https://www.meipian.cn/5gweez5e?first_share_to=copy_link&share_depth=1&first_share_uid=7240556" target="_blank" style="font-size:18px; background-color:rgb(255, 255, 255);">《家国情怀·秋实》</a><span style="color:rgb(57, 181, 74);">，一时兴起，改写成一篇现代自由诗作品，分享给美友鉴赏。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(57, 181, 74);"></span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">月光照见的山河</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(57, 181, 74);">文/老虎wds</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">寒露</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">茶烟在素笺上徘徊</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我要把整个秋天</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">说给你听</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">石榴在枝头爆裂</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">红宝石的沉默</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">炸开多子的寓言</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">稻浪推涌金黄</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">镰刀划过田垄</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">汗珠里住着太阳</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">谷粒飞成金雨</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">每粒都藏着</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">一整个夏天的光</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">而晒谷场那端</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">红旗掠过童颜</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">如火焰跃入麦芒</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">城楼上的宣言</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">仍在秋风里膨胀</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">穿过七十六个丰稔</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在每粒稻谷中回响</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">月光突然涨潮</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">淹没了楼群与山岗</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">稻浪变作银灰色海洋</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">笛声从栗子焦香里浮起</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">它牵着我霜染的鬓角</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">漂向父亲的黑布鞋</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">漂向收藏盒女儿的乳牙</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">漂向所有被月光</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">浸透的中秋</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">此刻 多少身影</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">与月成直角——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">哨兵与枪械</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">学子与显微镜</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">工友与流水线</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">都在光的剖面里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">与神州重叠</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">人</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">才是大地</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">会行走的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">秋实</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">月网打捞起</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">散落的中国心</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">家与国在清辉里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">失去边界</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">月光继续誊写——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">先是李白的霜</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">再是东坡的酒</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">最后，停在</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我侄孙画歪的月球车上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">橡皮擦过的碎屑</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">比诗篇，更亮</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">汨罗江的悲歌</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">已沉入历史水底</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我们收获的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">不止是稻黍</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">更是这片土地上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">所有不弯腰的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">脊梁</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">当月光同时照亮</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我的茶杯与边关</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">每一个守护者</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">都成为秋天</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">最沉实的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">献礼</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(57, 181, 74);">【赏析】</span><span style="color:rgb(57, 181, 74); font-size:18px;">诗作</span><span style="color:rgb(57, 181, 74);">以寒露起笔，编织家国相互交融、穿越古今的秋天诗篇。石榴、稻浪、月光意象群承载着七十六载集体记忆，“与月成直角”的群像雕塑，将劳动者纳入民族复兴图谱。时空在笛声中穿越，最终在“茶杯与边关”的月光里达成和谐，诠释“人是最沉实的秋实”的深刻主题。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(57, 181, 74);"></span></p>