<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">岭南春早</span></p><p class="ql-block">——写给立春节气</p><p class="ql-block">文/光辉岁月</p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">温度计在阳光里游弋，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">刻度停泊于二十三度的斜坡。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">梅影斜斜，压弯了风的枝柯，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">镜头举起时，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">鲜花便从取景框里，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">一朵接一朵地掉，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">最后绽成绯红的漩涡。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">日历还像未拆封的邮戳，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">人群早已把冬装脱掉叠好。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">快门声在草地迅速涨潮，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">那些举向晴空的手势，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是枝桠提前舒展的骨骼。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">何必等节气叩响春的门？</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">当梅香漫过深圳的大沙河，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">岭南的大地早已蕴酿着春潮。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">你看，快递员正把整个春天</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">别在每个南风路过的衣角。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">立春的私语</span></p><p class="ql-block">文／光辉岁月</p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">当最后一片雪在枝头融化</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">风的手指轻轻拨动大地的琴弦</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">泥土下，沉睡的种子开始翻身</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像婴儿在母亲的腹中，慢慢伸展</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">河流唱着歌声漫过山脊</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">柳条蘸着晨露，写下绿色的诗行</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">燕子剪开云朵的衣裳</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">把春天的信笺，别在风的翅膀</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我站在季节的门槛上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">看阳光把影子拉的很长很长</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像一根金色的丝线</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">串起冬的尾声与春的初妆</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">立春的序章</span></p><p class="ql-block">文／光辉岁月</p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">晨光在冰面写下第一行诗</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">风踮起脚尖，偷走冬的最后一片雪花</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">泥土深处，星子正在翻身</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">每一粒种子都冒出了嫩芽</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">溪水开始弹竖琴</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">柳枝在天空写一封情书</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">落款用了燕子的尾羽</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">墨迹未干，染绿了整片山谷</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我站在时光里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">看阳光把影子绣成蕾丝</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">冬的雪纺裙渐渐透明</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">春的薄纱从地平线慢慢消失</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">立春，好似宇宙的睫毛</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">每一次眨动，都掀起了世界浪潮</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我愿做你睫毛上的露珠</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">让温柔与悸动折射整个银河</span></p>