<p class="ql-block">美篇呢称 l 朝暮</p><p class="ql-block">美篇编号 l 79319376</p><p class="ql-block">图片来源丨致谢网络</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p> 穿越千年的一阙宋词 <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">穿越千年的一阙宋词</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">——南宋官窑八方杯</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">文/朝暮</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我是穿越千年的一阙宋词</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我的魂灵</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">散落在历史尘埃的残片里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">每一处冰裂</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">都是未冷却的史诗</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在青瓷血脉里蜿蜒着汴梁的星火</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">布满土沁的圈足</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">仿佛还保留着端坐的姿态</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">只是</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">盛溢的不再是宋皇的酒浆</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">而是</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">黑暗中冲破厚土的颙望</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">匠人捏我成形时</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">拉胚的指纹</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">还带着临安绵绵的雨意</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">华润的釉衣</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">是我远嫁时醉美的妆容</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">通红的火焰</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在御窑洞里游走蜿蜒</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">最终铸就我东方神韵之青——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那是梅子初青时</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">修内司老虎洞山间晨雾的色泽</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">承载着</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">三代王朝祭祀礼器的虔诚</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">开片的细语</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在年轮次第中蔓延</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">每一次碎裂都在完成更为宏大的拼图</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">紫口铁足</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">泛白的裂纹</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">是造物主赐予的一抹浓妆</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">更是承载着笺注的甲骨</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">这是华夏美学的神谕——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">裂者为玺，残缺加冕</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">当北方铁蹄踏碎汴河的月光</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">临安的窑火在暴雨中骤然失温</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我只记得，黑暗吞噬了一切</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">土沁间或侵蚀肌肤</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">冷凝成泥</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">恍若间，时光长出苔藓</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">于是我学会了在黑暗中冥想</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">仿佛又嗅到了当年甘馥的茶香</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">看见了那些——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">曾经抚摸过我的双手</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">直到某日</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">手套的温度穿透千年黑暗</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">将我从泥土中捧起</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">清泉的润泽让我颤栗</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">毛刷的轻抚如春风拆解冬衣</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">为我褪却浑身泥垢</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">显露出沉睡千载的青色</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我感受到</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">他呼吸的急促和炙热的目光</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那是一种</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">与我熟知的宋词截然不同的韵律</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">但却，同样虔诚</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">宛若一座桥梁</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">连接起时光断层的脉络</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我本该在帝王的燕享上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">与群臣推杯</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">陪伴主人成就明君</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那些曾经的记忆</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">仿佛在一道闪电中重塑轮廓</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我突然记起</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">自己不是盏，不是洗</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">而是一只——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">南宋官窑八方杯</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我听见浑身的冰裂纹在呓语</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">嵌入重生的年轮</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">仿佛在诉说着遗落与重生</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">尽管浑身</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">遍布沁色与沧桑</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">但却比完美更接近存在的本质——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">时光的笔锋正在重写</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">所有破碎都是抵达完整的秘径</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我被放进博物馆的展柜</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">青中带蓝的釉色</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在灯光下泛起酥油的柔光</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">如同一汪凝固的春水</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">开片的裂纹在青瓷上蜿蜒</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那不是瑕痕</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">而是穿越千年的一阙宋词</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">是另类文字的注脚</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在玻璃殿堂中与当代对视</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">向世人述说着宋瓷亘古的异彩</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我的圈足再次触碰地面</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">端坐于射灯下</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">如同当年在临安等待出窑的仪典</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">只是盛接的不再是贡酒</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">而是世人无数道凝目中——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">流淌的追问</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">而我在澄明的展台里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">延续</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">宋词未尽的平仄</span></p> 南宋官窖八方杯