初夏

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<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">春去了。花事未竟的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">便交给藤蔓。在铁栏上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">描灼热的形状</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">风从南方来。带着</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">饱满的雨意。打湿了新晒的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">薄衫。我学着折纸船</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">让它们在水洼里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">颠簸着前行</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">雷声滚过</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">整条巷子忽然安静</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">檐角坠落的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">都是碎掉的星星</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">你说。蝉蜕里藏着盛夏</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">每一道裂痕都通向光</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">于是手心长出</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">青苔的温度</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">2026.5.1</span></p>