<p class="ql-block">.</p><p class="ql-block"><b style="font-size:22px;">撸榆钱</b></p><p class="ql-block"><b style="font-size:22px;">王国良</b></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"> .</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">枝头挂满青翠的古币</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">不管是大秦，还是盛唐</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">只要被烟火蒸成窝头与馒头</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">便能嚼出经年不散的乡愁</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"> .</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">老城的榆树都已垂暮</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">喊一声奶奶，它就微微颔首</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">刻意把身姿放低</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">让踮起的脚尖，够得到尘世的云朵</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"> .</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">顺手撸下一捧暮色。雁鸣悠远</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">又落回那个饥荒的年代</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">母亲牵着一群年幼的儿女</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">跟着奶奶，在山野里打捞细碎的春光</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"> .</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">她们先后走进时光的褶皱</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">只把无尽的念想，留在年年新生的榆树上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"> .</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我久久伫立树下，如同再次被亲情相拥</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">晚风掠过枝桠时</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">布谷的啼声，带着陈年的苍凉，轻轻落下</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">.</span></p>