<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">作者：胡杨林的回忆</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">美篇：1341463</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">音乐：晋城往事</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">图片：网络</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">雪粒敲着旧窗台</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">笃笃，笃笃</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像小时候的玻璃弹珠</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">滚过青砖路的脆响</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">裹着北风的轻呼</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">落在积灰的窗棂</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">也落在我摊开的掌心</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">凉得发痒</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我呵出一团白雾</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在玻璃上描冰花</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">六角的纹路刚显形</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">就被另一团白雾晕开</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">忽然看见妈妈的围裙</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">沾着未化的雪沫</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">她正站在灶台前</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">把面团揉得发烫</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">蒸汽漫过窗玻璃</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">模糊了窗外的雪</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">却清晰了记忆里的香——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是红薯粥在砂锅里咕嘟冒泡</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是馒头出锅时</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">沾着的面粉像细雪飞扬</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">老煤炉在屋里哼着温吞的歌</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">橘红的火光舔着炉壁</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">映亮爸爸的鬓角</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">他刚从外面扫雪回来</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">棉鞋印在雪地里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">一串深，一串浅</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">通向巷口的晨光</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">手套上的雪沫滴在青砖地</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">融成小小的水洼</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">他搓着冻红的手说：</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">“雪厚，路滑，慢点走”</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">话音落在空气里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">和着煤烟的暖</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像雪地里藏着的炭火</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">熨帖了岁月的凉</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我推开门，雪漫过脚踝</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">咯吱作响</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">抓把雪贴在脸颊</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">凉意在鼻尖打了个转</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">忽然尝到熟悉的甜——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是童年藏在雪堆里的水果糖</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">那年我把糖纸裹了又裹</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">埋在院角的雪下</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">想等春天分给发芽的小草</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">却忘了取，直到来年雪化</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">糖纸沾着泥土</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">甜味却浸进了时光</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">雪还在落</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">落在旧窗台，落在老屋檐</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">落在爸爸扫过的雪路</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">落在妈妈晾着的衣裳</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我蹲下身，在雪地里画圈</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">圈进童年的弹珠</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">圈进灶台的蒸汽</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">圈进父母的脚印</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">圈进糖纸的甜</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">忽然看见冰花里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">藏着小时候的我</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">正举着雪球，追着爸爸的背影</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">把笑声抛在漫天飞雪里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">越飘越远</span></p> TANGZHIGUOZHUDEDONGTIAN