<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;">（念秋）诗文：小风</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">雨把塞北的夜</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">揉成浸了凉的棉</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">下了整整一昼一宵</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">就把酷夏留下的余温</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">悄悄收进了云边</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">风卷着湿意蹭过孤墙</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">把檐下悬着的铜铃</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">摇成半串碎念</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">等夜归的人扣下门环时</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">杯里的新茶</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">刚好慢过了温软的沿</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">今天，雨后的风刚醒</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">就把温度计</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">扯成了十一到十九的线</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">晨练的人攒紧了袖口</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">赶路的人翻出厚外套</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">风往领口里钻</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">才惊觉</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">秋是踩着雨的脚印</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">真的站在了眼前</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">田埂里的玉米还攥着青穗</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">谷子还垂着半绿的尖</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">田埂上的草尖还挂着雨珠</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">每一颗都晃着没散尽的暖</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">老农蹲在地头抽着旱烟</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">指尖绕着化不开的牵念</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">地里的秧苗还在攥着劲</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">要把最后一点暖</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">熬成饱满的粒粒饱满</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我站在路边望</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">望大雁往南边飞</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">望风把叶子吹得晃了晃</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">只盼这秋别太急</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">慢些走，缓些寒</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">等地里的庄家都沉了穗</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">再把满院的金黄</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">铺成塞北最好的秋天</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">作者：玉树临风•小风，每天遛弯锻炼，读书刷手机，养花种菜，进美篇欣赏诗友佳作，让生活丰富多彩。</span></p>