<p class="ql-block">美篇号：25276955</p><p class="ql-block">摄影：庆玲</p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"> </p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">心是枚没系线的风筝</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">风一吹，就跌进虚空</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">想抓点什么</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">墙的冷，灯的昏，路的尘</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">都从指缝漏了</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像握不住的黄昏</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"> </span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">它在胸腔里撞啊撞</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">撞不开紧闭的门</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">那些说不出的沉重</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">压得它弯了腰</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">却找不到一块土</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">让根，浅浅扎进</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"> </span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">深夜的风穿过肋骨</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">它跟着晃啊晃</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像颗悬在黑夜里的星</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">亮着微弱的疼</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">没处停靠，也没处投奔</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"></span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"> </span></p>