红茶煮梨(现代诗)

慕容明子

<p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(255, 138, 0);">红茶煮梨</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(255, 138, 0);">文/慕容明子</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"> </p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(255, 138, 0);">玻璃肚子里盛着半季秋</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(255, 138, 0);">梨块沉进琥珀色的流</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(255, 138, 0);">沸水在壶底翻涌</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(255, 138, 0);">一圈圈 把时光磨成细泡</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"> </p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(255, 138, 0);">红茶蜷着的身子舒展</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(255, 138, 0);">像把陈年的暖 泡得发胀</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(255, 138, 0);">梨肉渐渐透了红</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(255, 138, 0);">是被茶香亲吻过的羞涩</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"> </p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(255, 138, 0);">按键跳成保温的瞬间</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(255, 138, 0);">热气携着甜香 悄悄漫溢</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(255, 138, 0);">舌尖先接住一缕烫</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(255, 138, 0);">再品那温润的淌</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(255, 138, 0);">从喉咙到胃里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(255, 138, 0);">漫过一层薄薄的茶香</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"> </p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(255, 138, 0);">原来养生不必说破</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(255, 138, 0);">不过是电流与食材的相拥</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(255, 138, 0);">在空闲的时间里 静静熬</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(255, 138, 0);">慢慢品 熬成心头的潮</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(255, 138, 0);">2025/11/8日</span></p>