<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:20px;">小时侯，冬天里最盼的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">就是那一场纷纷扬扬</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">雪片子落下来</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">盖住了屋顶，盖住了院子</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">踩上去咯吱咯吱响</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">娃娃顾不得冷</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">裹着笨笨的棉袄棉裤</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">蹬着棉暖鞋</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">跌跌撞撞就往外跑</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">你一把，我一把</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">堆出个圆滚滚的雪人</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">用黑炭当眼窝，红布条当围巾</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">叉着腰，立在院子中央</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">看着就心里喜欢的不得了</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">奶奶把炉子捅得旺旺的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">炉膛里的煤块红得发亮</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">她坐在小板凳上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">把我的温棉鞋摆在炉边往干里烤</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">她说：“我娃穿上，冻不着脚板板”</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">娘在炉子上炖酸菜</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">是她亲手窝的，脆生生的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">沙锅里咕嘟咕嘟冒泡</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那是冬天最勾人的味道</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">饭桌上摆着刚焐好的酥馍</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">就着一碟咸韭菜</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">是农家最实在的吃法</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">爹从城里回来了</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">手里攥着惊喜</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">也许是一个火烧</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">也许是一盒水彩笔</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">他坐在火炉边</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">给我们讲街上的大汽车</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">讲戏院里的蒲剧</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">几张带回来的电影海报</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">被娘往土窑墙上一贴</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">原本朴素的土厦</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">一下子就亮堂了许多</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">夜里昏黄的灯光下</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">娃娃爬在炕头上写作业</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">娘在一旁纳鞋底</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">泥炉静静燃烧</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">风从门缝钻进来</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">捎来南墙根下那瓮酸菜的清冽</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">和淡淡的烟火味</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">如今身在他乡</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">每到冬天</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">总想念儿时乡下的霜华</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">想念泥炉里的炭火</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那些暖冬的记忆</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">像藏在心底的炭火</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">无论走多远</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">都能焐热岁月。</span></p>