<p class="ql-block"><b style="font-size:22px;">滹沱河——渡口</b></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">船只不眠，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在春天泥泞的河滩，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">柳絮的抛洒里。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">石板路滑，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">有人披起蓑衣，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">走向薄雾深处。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">他走进三月的风中，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在摇晃的码头，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">系紧缆绳。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">这是大平原的渡口，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">心事凝结的渡口，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">白杨在岸边眺望。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">他继续走，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在摆渡船上，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">看浑浊的水波。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">有时薄雾会笼罩一切，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">有时云层会压得很低，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">让你把沉闷的心事飘向天际。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">一个声音说，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">启程吧，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">另一个声音说，停泊。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">这些不同的催促，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在水面结成薄冰，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">又渐渐消融。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">直到他看见自己的倒影，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">和渔人收网的姿态，夕阳下，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">重叠成一个暗色的剪影。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">渔船靠岸，铁锚沉入淤泥。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">所有的行程都有归期，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在暮色四合之前。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">滹沱河依然东流，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">渡口的石阶上，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">有人归来，有人离去。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">河水托举着这一切，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">风儿吹起的微波，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在轻轻荡漾。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">你说这是起点，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">还是终点呢？</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">河水说。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">一个声音告诉我，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">这不是告别，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是再次启程。</span></p> <p class="ql-block">图片来自网络和AⅠ生成</p>