<p class="ql-block">昵称：通海 美篇号：11720110</p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">八百公顷的磨砂丝绸铺展</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在立冬的门槛上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">无数荷叶，褪去华服</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">摊开它们布满筋络的掌心</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">呈现静坐的深青色湖屿</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">那些在日光中</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">磨洗光亮的青铜重器</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">曾高举过满塘的嘹亮华彩</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">如今却悄然沉敛着光影</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">每片残损的边缘</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">都卷藏起更繁复的纹路</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">空塘里，却无一个花盏高举契约</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">时间在叶面游走</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">遗下斑驳深青的锈迹</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像某种古老的密码</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">被风轻轻翻动</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">叶脉里藏着未解的叙事</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">叶隙袒露细瘦的缝隙</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">水色在底处悄悄颤动</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">枯荷，斜垂莲蓬轻摇</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">风把叶浪轻轻推搡</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">低垂头颅的蓬</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是时光遗落的印章</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">深深烙在碧色的静谧之间</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">就在莲蓬与断茎交织的留白里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">世界轻轻呼吸</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">疏而不紧，宽而不乱</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">每一道空隙都是呼吸的通道</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">让光与影在此间自由穿梭</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">风来回摆动着叶盘</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像在弹奏一曲无声的乐章</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">水中的涟漪</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是它未尽的余韵</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在青绿的底色上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">漾出层层叠叠的诗意</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">水中，黑水鸡在逗点处拖曳韵脚</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">划破柔静倒影的宣纸</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">它的脚踝绑着醒目的朱砂印记</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在波纹间忽闪忽隐</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">一瞬的火焰</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">点燃了冬的微倦</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">那明朱的句读</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">将虚空勾连起来</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像一串跳跃的音符</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在寂静的荷塘上空</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">奏响生命的低语</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我悄然踱过石堤</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">脚步轻得像一片落叶</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">不惊扰这池盛大的安放</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">青绿延展着低垂的低垂</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">红喙水禽逡巡着逡巡</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">每簇波光都是沉静的回声</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在立冬的午后</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我与荷塘对视</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">它用沉默诉说一切</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我用凝视倾听所有</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">未曾离去呵，荷塘</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">只是藏起锦瑟</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在季节更替里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">静静成为</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">水墨里浮动的印鉴</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">任风吹出无尽的空</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我在这片空里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">看见永恒深阔的静美</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">那是一种超越言语的感动</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是生命最本真的模样</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">枯荷不是终结</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">而是另一种开始</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在青绿的底色上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">它书写着属于自己的诗篇</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">等待下一个春天的解读</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">立冬的荷塘</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是一幅未完成的画</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">每一笔都蕴含着深意</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">每一色都诉说着故事</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">而我，只是过客</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">却在这短暂的驻足里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">读懂了生命的从容与豁达</span></p> <p class="ql-block">图摄于杭州西湖</p> <p class="ql-block">2025年11月10日制作</p>