<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:18px;">文字：幽邃风沙</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:18px;">美篇号：66536270</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:18px;">背景音乐：《晋城往事》</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:18px;">图片来源：网络（诚谢）</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">初冬的风</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那是往骨头缝里钻</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">眼前这方荷塘</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">夏天那光鲜劲儿已无影无踪</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">只剩下些残荷枯梗</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">乱七八糟地插在泥里</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">顺手薅了把枯梗</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">这让我想起那年冬天</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">地皮都冻瓷实了</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">乡亲们去地里“平田整地”的情形</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那时侯</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">抡起那沉甸甸的“三齿镢”</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">一镢头下去</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">震得虎口麻麻的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">遇上赖着不动的“大胡基"</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">得拿三齿镢撬</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那时侯填造大寨田</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我的父辈、爷爷辈</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">跟这老天爷</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在地头——较上了劲</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">风，刮得人睁不开眼</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">没有一个人退后</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">拉拉车，独轮车，铁锹，铁镐</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">与天斗，与地斗，其乐无穷</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">风还在刮</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">枯梗“咔吧咔吧”响</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">听这声音，咋那么像</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">当年隆冬战天斗地的豪迈</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">残荷守着根</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">也守着这方土</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">静静地，静静地</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">等待又一场春暖花开</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">日子，跟这荷一样</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">风里泥里滚一遭</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">才算圆满</span></p> 乡土文学.晋南往事