<p class="ql-block">文/河洛散人</p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">春天来了，未见花开——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">等待在窗棂的阴影里，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">将褪色的绸缎</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">叠了又叠，叠了又叠。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">若你能望见薄雾之后</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">那枝头徒劳的摇曳，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">或许会俯身，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">拾起我散落的低语。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">寒风去了又来，徘徊着</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">你徘徊不定的步履。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">晨光渐暗，轻轻涂抹</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">玻璃的内侧。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">风踮起脚尖在枯枝间</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">旋舞——旋舞着说不出的离别。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">若你能听见风声里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我藏起的半句呼唤……</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">但早春只许朦胧。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我的等待蜷缩在</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">这一边，看寒风去了又来，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">把凋谢的叹息</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">一件件，轻轻挂满你必经的廊檐。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">作者：张裕星，笔名河洛散人，河南巩义回郭镇张家楼居者。寄情山水，心向天涯。短吟长啸伴笔耕，行处禅机风雨声。</span></p>