<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">文 字：雨霏霏</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">美篇号：42946745</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">图 片：网络致谢</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">一月的绍兴很生动，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">来，我们一起侧耳倾听，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">乌篷推开薄薄的冰，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">石桥驮着腊月的风，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">梅枝在沈园墙头颤鸣，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">酒香从老台门漫出浅梦，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">茶馆的棋局三更还未停，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">云朵掠过像一缕轻翎。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">仓桥的灯影爬满青藤，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">长桨摇碎镜中的山峰，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">八字桥聆听往事浮沉，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">黄酒坛守着角落的瓮，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">社戏声漫过戏台的棚，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">檐雨滴穿空洞的酒瓶。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">青藤书屋的墨渍未凝，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">笔锋悬着残冬的冰冷，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">兰亭的曲水断了游程，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">残碑拓印远去的浮名，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">银杏枝试图举起铜钟，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">暮色浸透停泊的蚱蜢。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">东湖的峭壁垂落枯藤，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">石宕深处有绿苔争萌，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">欸乃声荡入空蒙，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">浣女搅乱一池浮萍，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">柳枝勾住低飞的鸻，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">游鱼衔走碎云层。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">咸亨的茴香豆还剩半捧，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">柜台旁倦客数着圆形方孔，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">旧毡帽压住咳嗽声，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">运河的货船挤破闸笼，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">暮鸦叼走最后一抹橙，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">灯笼在风里晃成流萤。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">故里的砖纹刻着偈誊，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">窗棂筛下月光的淡定，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">灶头的烟火袅袅婷婷，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">长卷收拢水墨的古城，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">乌篷枕着河床的堤棱，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">一月的绍兴梦到春风。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">（诗中包含绍兴地标：沈园、八字桥、青藤书屋、兰亭、东湖等。）</span></p>