<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">时间：2025.11.02</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">地点：宁海箬岙</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">器材：佳能5D4</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">出镜 : 杨老师</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">图文：竹子</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">古巷深处</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">青石板路蜿蜒</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">斑驳的砖墙</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">像一本被岁月翻旧的书</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">每一道裂纹都是一篇故事</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">她从小巷那边走来</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">带着微笑，也带着温暖</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">红色的衣衫</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">犹如一滴不慎落进素宣的朱砂</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">渐渐晕开……</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"></span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">风，懒洋洋的溜进小巷</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">吹散了几缕头发</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">她随手拢了拢</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">回眸一笑</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">原本静得像画一样的巷</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">瞬间有了呼吸</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">脚步渐渐远了、淡了</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">最后没在巷的深处</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">唯剩秋风还在吹动墙上的红绳</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">……</span></p>