<p class="ql-block"><b>昵称:逸香雪莹</b></p><p class="ql-block"><b><span class="ql-cursor">美篇号:139701282</span></b></p><p class="ql-block"><b><span class="ql-cursor">插图:网络和手机拍摄</span></b></p><p class="ql-block"><b><span class="ql-cursor"><br></span></b></p> <p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b>不必远行,因为春天就在身边,</b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 在墙角苔痕舒展的微响里,</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 在蒲公英撑开绒伞的刹那,</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 在竹节拔高时那一声轻叹。</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor">雨后,泥土松软,</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 蚯蚓在黑暗中翻动沃壤,</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 那窸窣,是大地的心跳;</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 新芽顶破枯叶,</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 那脆响,是光在破茧。</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"><br></span></b></p> <p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b>大树下,石凳冰凉,</b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 风过时,满树嫩叶沙沙如语,</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 它不说年轮,也不说沧桑,</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 只把百年的晴雨,</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 酿成一片清凉的颤音,</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor">落在我肩上。</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor">远处传来孩童追逐的笑,</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 混着纸鸢线轴的吱呀,</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 像一串银铃滚过青草地。</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"><br></span></b></p> <p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b>小河边,农妇捶打衣裳,</b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 水花四溅,节奏如歌谣,</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 把日子洗得发白,却依然温热。</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor">我蹲下身,贴近一朵野花,</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 听它用根须吸吮春水,</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 听它把微小的白花,</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 悄悄举向天空。</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"><br></span></b></p> <p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b>看啊,最卑微的生命,</b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 也有自己的歌,不唱给谁听,</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 只为证明:</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor">我在此处,活过,爱过,绿过。</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor">细听人间草木声,</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 便知沉默并非无言。</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 它们用一生低语:</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 生长即是回答,</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 存在即是回音。</span></b></p>