<p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><br></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">昵称：霞光</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">美篇号：8965228</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">图片: 原创</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">当街头的梧桐开始染黄</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我想起了家乡，想起了你</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">那个梧桐飘零的深秋</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">你的背影越走越远</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">虽然经历了春天的明媚</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">夏天的灿烂</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">但秋没有收获到果实</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">反而随风飘落了</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我弯腰拾起一片卷边的梧桐叶</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">摩挲着它的脉络</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像在触碰当年没说出口的挽留</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">风又起时</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">满街黄叶打着旋儿掠过脚踝</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">恍惚间竟和家乡街道梧桐影重叠</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">只是再没有你当年并肩漫步的甜蜜</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">后来我到过很多有梧桐的城</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">春看新叶抽芽</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">夏躲浓荫纳凉</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">却总在秋风吹落第一片黄叶时驻足</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">不是还执着于未结的“果实”</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">只是每片黄梧桐落下的瞬间</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">都能清晰记起你转身时</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">衣角沾着的那片</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">和我此刻手里的一模一样</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">如今岁月都已沧桑</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">街头的梧桐也年年染黄</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我也终于懂得</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">那年随风飘落的不只是叶</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">还有我们共赴的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">没走完的秋</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"></span></p>