<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">诗文：玉树临风•小风</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">美篇号码：515062164</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span>图片：来自网络•谢谢</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">《夜行人的眼睛》</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">诗文：小风</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span>瞳孔里浮着下弦的半枚月亮</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">影子被昏黄拉长时</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">用手，揉了揉发皱的眼睛</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">脚步踩碎沥青路面的影子</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">反光在视网膜上洇开</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">像未干的墨</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">晕染着归途</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">偶尔与另一双眼睛相撞</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">惊飞二只猫头鹰</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">各自缩回暗处</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">继续打磨</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">藏在眼眶里的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那把钥匙</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"> </span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">风吸过指缝时</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">瞳孔会微微收缩</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">把远方的灯火</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">攥成，掌心的潮</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">而当晨雾漫上来</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">所有光都开始融化</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">这双眼睛便悄悄合拢</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">把夜色</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">叠进梦的夹层</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">《街灯》诗文：小风</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">站成一个个忠实卫士</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在街道的断句处坚守</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">吐出一圈圈光晕</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">飞蛾把影子钉在玻璃上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">像枚褪了色的图钉</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">像往着不存在的黎明</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">光脚的孩子踩过灯影</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">脚踝上沾着金黄</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">笑声，却在光晕外</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">碎成露珠</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">它从不看自己的影子</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">只把光，铺成一条</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">让晚归者</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">瓣认方向的，虚线</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">直到第一缕蝉鸣爬上灯杆</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">它才慢慢松一口气</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">让积攒整夜的光</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">顺着灯柱</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">流进泥土的节点</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">作者：玉树临风•小风，退休后的日子，靠敲字填补空闲，草根也有笔下的小天地，闲时遛弯锻炼，看书煮茶，生活乐趣满满，照片本人自拍。</span></p>