<p class="ql-block">午夜残茶</p><p class="ql-block">文/陈文辉（江西）</p><p class="ql-block"> </p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">残茶卧在杯底</p><p class="ql-block">凉成一捧静气</p><p class="ql-block">和我对坐时</p><p class="ql-block">夜就沉了下来</p><p class="ql-block"> </p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">再沏时</p><p class="ql-block">茶气轻扬</p><p class="ql-block">想晕开夜色的边</p><p class="ql-block">沉默却像根细弦</p><p class="ql-block">牵着钟摆的轻响</p><p class="ql-block">每一声都漫在心尖上</p><p class="ql-block"> </p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">茶气散了</p><p class="ql-block">眼底的时空</p><p class="ql-block">还是本来模样</p><p class="ql-block">我抬眼望</p><p class="ql-block">窗棂与晨曦的距离</p><p class="ql-block">藏一段禅静的时光</p> <p class="ql-block"> 霜降的风</p><p class="ql-block"> 文/陈文辉（云山清客）</p><p class="ql-block"> </p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">篱菊踮着脚尖</p><p class="ql-block">在石阶边</p><p class="ql-block">抖落一身薄霜</p><p class="ql-block">和我对望时</p><p class="ql-block">秋就晃了晃</p><p class="ql-block"> </p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">风卷着叶</p><p class="ql-block">逐着光</p><p class="ql-block">想给秋缝片暖阳</p><p class="ql-block">寂静却像只轻蝶</p><p class="ql-block">停在雁鸣的尾音上</p><p class="ql-block">每颤一下</p><p class="ql-block">都拂过鬓角的凉</p><p class="ql-block"> </p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">风歇了</p><p class="ql-block">叶落了</p><p class="ql-block">眉尖的寒</p><p class="ql-block">原是秋在挠痒</p><p class="ql-block">我抬眼望</p><p class="ql-block">疏枝挑着的暮色里</p><p class="ql-block">藏着段蹦跳的时光</p>