<p class="ql-block">图/网络</p><p class="ql-block">文/<span style="font-size:18px;">飞扬的青春</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:18px;">美篇号/10981488</span></p> <p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">银杏叶翻飞，风</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">以微凉洇开序言</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">季节在转身，万物在</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">收拢中酝酿新生，光影</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">斜依窗格，茶烟与霜色</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">互相浸染岁月的瓷青</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">寂静被风揉皱，暮色</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">勾兑浮生的暖意，时光</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">荏苒处，细数飘零的</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">飞絮，炉火未熄待新雪</span></p> <p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">枫叶咳尽最后一滴血</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">残菊犹擎金甲，与朔风</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">相互制衡，时间忽然</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">慢到能数清阳光爬过</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">每格窗棂的脚步，星星</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">比昨夜更亮，亮得能</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">照见每粒尘埃的归途</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">炉火舔着铁锅，像在</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">数岁月的纹路，那些没</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">说完的话，不急着说</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">雪会把它轻轻埋进年轮</span></p> <p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">一夜之间，风霜白了</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">鬓角，院口的水缸结着</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">一层薄薄白白的乡愁</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">老屋的窗纸氤氲着月光</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">木门，在风里轻咳</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">田埂空旷，脚印仍泛着</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">夜的微光，炉火噼啪似</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">叹息，像梦中翻身的乡音</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">我伸手向北方，雪未至</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:22px;">母亲已在风中喊我乳名</span></p>