<p class="ql-block"><b style="font-size:22px;">烟火</b></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">文/秋风（广州）</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">美篇号：10968670</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">图片/网络（致谢作者）</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">烟火短暂，爱意绵长。烟火再璀璨，也抓不住她的光，留不下她的温度。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">——题记</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">海的蓝是未燃的夜色屏障，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">一束光，踏碎浪的轻唱。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">白裙在风里舒展成云漾，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">把星子抖落，揉进潮湿的心房。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">火花挣脱夜的捆绑，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">从掌心漫出，绽放出流动的诗行。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">每一粒爆裂的光芒，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">都是用尽一生的热烈，交换一瞬的辉煌。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">不必问烟火去向何方，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">它曾在你腕间，亮成最温柔的光。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">多想用一枚指环，把瞬间的璀璨封藏，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">种进潮声里，发芽生长。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">当最后一点星子，坠入沧浪，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">海依旧是海，而你已在远方。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我攥着余温，却握不住过往，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">暮色里，只剩永恒的雕像，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">陪着海风，进入梦乡！</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">秋风，于2026.2.9</span></p>