<p class="ql-block"><b>文：倚梅听雪</b></p><p class="ql-block"><b><span class="ql-cursor">美篇号：457192171</span></b></p><p class="ql-block"><b><span class="ql-cursor">插图：网络</span></b></p> <p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b>龙舟划开晨雾的时候，</b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 楚江还在做梦。</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 水波轻，烟色薄，</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 千年的沉默被鼓点惊醒。</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor">桨是问号，</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 劈向沉没的星辰；</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 旗是火焰，</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 烧穿两千年的迷蒙。</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 岸上人喊着同一个名字，</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 那名字不在史册里，</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 在每一片翻飞的浪花中，</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 在每一缕蒸腾的粽香里。</span></b></p> <p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b>汨罗的水，从未干涸。</b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 它流进五月的河，</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 流进孩子的五彩绳，</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 流进老人眼角的微光。</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 我们赛的不是船，</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 是不肯低头的脊梁；</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 我们祭的不是魂，</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 是不肯熄灭的光。</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor">江面浮起角黍，</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 像未寄出的信笺。</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 艾草挂在门楣，</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 替我们守住清朗的人间。</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"><br></span></b></p> <p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b>风从湘水来，</b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 带着兰草与苦橘的气息，</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 轻轻说：</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> “忠贞不必赴死，</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 活着，就是最深的纪念。”</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor">日影西斜，鼓声渐远，</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 龙舟化作一道墨痕，</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 融进暮色苍茫。</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 而江烟依旧袅袅，</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 如未完的歌，</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 如未答的问，</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 如一个民族，</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 在喧嚣时代里，</span></b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><span class="ql-cursor"> 默默系上的那根红绳。</span></b></p>