植树节漫步玉兰园:春在枝头,绿在心间

秦振泉

<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px; color:rgb(176, 79, 187);">背景音乐:你像三月桃花开</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">三月风软云也轻,草木初盛未喧腾。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">植树节里入园行,玉兰如雪照春晴。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">新绿初萌似烟起,花是树写的信——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">信里不落墨,只落深情。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">红幅悬空字如灯,风里微摇报春声。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">千枝擎雪向天立,瓣厚如绢蕊含蜜。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">粉晕浮边似余霞,望春之名岂虚名?</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">原来春天不是等来的,是有人把光,悄悄种进土里。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">仰头见枝如墨线,花开似云叠晴空。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">花蕾或紧如笔锋,或半启如盏承风。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">阳光透瓣见筋脉,枝干苔痕记岁踪。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">去年冬日树桩立,裹草绳,立寒中;</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">今朝已擎整片春,不言不语,却把“生长”写得最重。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我立花影伸手触,瓣凉枝糙掌心温。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">红衣映白笑纹浅,草尖露珠未肯沉。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">长椅静卧楼素净,风过忽落两三瓣——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">不是告别,是叮嘱:</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">绿意不在远方,在你俯身时掌心的温度里,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在你凝望时,眼底悄悄亮起的微光中。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">玉兰不言,春已成行。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">枝头是信,风是邮差,大地是收件人。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">而我们,不过是恰好路过,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在花影里停了一停——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">心,便悄悄绿了。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">枝头初孕白玉蕾,纤细如笔未落墨。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">天蓝如洗无一痕,静待东风轻轻说。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">那未绽的,不是迟疑,是蓄势;</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">那将开的,不是邀约,是承诺。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">粉云浮枝映碧空,不是桃李却生风。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">花事不争先后序,只把春意一肩承。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">枝杈纵横皆自在,开落无声亦从容。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">一簇玉兰向天开,白瓣层层叠素怀。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">阳光穿过柔光起,仿佛春在呼吸里徘徊。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">不必寻芳到远山,低头抬眼,已是满怀。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">单朵玉兰悬碧落,瓣软蕊微泛浅酡。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">枝细不争高下势,只把清气散云柯。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">原来最深的绿意,常藏于最静的白里。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">紫红花蕾缀枝头,密密如星待夜收。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">不是春将尽,是春正酿——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">酿一树光,酿一季守,酿一句未出口的:</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">“我来了,也扎根了。”</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">淡粉枝头春意浓,半开半敛各不同。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">阳光一照娇如诉,原来生命从不赶路,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">只依时序,把光,一寸寸,长成自己。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">白花静立蓝天下,蕾与绽,皆安详。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">不争不抢不喧哗,只把春光,站成一道光。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">原来所谓希望,就是一朵花,在该开的时候,开了。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">紫蕾缀枝映天青,云影偶过亦无声。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">春不靠繁花堆砌,靠的是——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">枝干里奔涌的汁液,泥土下伸展的根须,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">和人心中,那一念微温的相信。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">紫蕾垂枝待风启,蓝空为纸不题字。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">最动人的诗,常未落笔;</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">最深的绿,正于无声处,悄然拔节。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">红衣立处草色新,手举非为留影痕。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是向枝头致意,是与春光相认——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">身后长廊静,花影斜,风过处,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">他举起的不是相机,是心门,轻轻一推,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">便让整个春天,走了进来。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">谢谢关注+点赞</span></p>