<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">文字:新潮</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">美篇号:201900101</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">美图:网络</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">栏目主持人:栀子花香</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">亲爱的，当阳光倾泻成诗篇，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我写给你的字句都染上金边。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">蝉鸣是夏日的鼓点，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">敲打着炽热的心跳，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在午后的树荫里，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我们共享一片柠檬的酸涩。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">你眼眸里浮动的云影，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">比任何风景都更值得收藏。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">风穿过晒烫的麦田，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">把你的衬衫吹成帆。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我数着你额角的汗珠，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">像数着夏天里滚落的樱桃。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">泥土气息混着青草香，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">是我们约定的气味密码。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">当黄昏拉长影子时，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">你偷吻了我手心的细沙。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">萤火虫提着灯笼夜巡，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">星光跌进墨水瓶底。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我蘸着暮色写信，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">每个标点都在颤抖。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">你说月亮像未拆的信封，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">里面睡着白日的余温。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我却在等待破晓时分，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">看露珠吻醒你眉间的困。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">池塘的蛙鸣谱成乐章，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">晚风是天然的谱架。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">你赤脚踏过石板路，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">脚印里开出牵牛花。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我们把秘密埋在葡萄架下，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">等秋天酿成琥珀色的酒。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">直到暴雨突然来访，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">你笑着躲进我的伞中。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">最后的夏日即将远去，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">蝉蜕还挂在窗前的枝桠。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我收集你遗落的发丝，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">编成季节的经纬。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">当第一片梧桐叶飘落，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我们依然在树影里读诗。</span></p><p class="ql-block">原来夏天从不真正离开，</p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">它住在我们相触的指缝间。</span></p>