<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">那个转角已不再收留月光</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">玻璃橱窗里映着陌生脸庞</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">但我还是忍不住摊开旧信</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">数那些正在褪色的邮戳。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">电影院里空荡荡的银幕</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">不再放映当年的影像</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">而我还在</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">那个转角处徘徊</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">等某个身影</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">不经意间停驻</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">有些疼痛就是这样固执</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">不肯随旧照片一起发黄</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">就算春天在这里拆掉整个街区</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">它依然站在路口中央</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">2026.4.26</span></p>