<p class="ql-block">作者｜朗诵：eva红树林</p><p class="ql-block">制作：eva</p> <p class="ql-block">盐田， 从一粒盐开始。</p><p class="ql-block">那粒盐，照亮赶海人弯下的脊梁，</p><p class="ql-block">也见证渔火摇曳的夜晚。</p><p class="ql-block">如今，滩涂化作明亮的岸线，</p><p class="ql-block">而海，依然拍打着栈道，</p><p class="ql-block">也拍打着每一颗奔赴而来的心。</p> <p class="ql-block">我们把田种在山上，也种在海里。</p><p class="ql-block">山上收获稻谷；海里收获月光。</p><p class="ql-block">这座年轻的城区，</p><p class="ql-block">田是港口吊臂挥写的诗行，</p><p class="ql-block">是地铁穿行带起的风，</p><p class="ql-block">是每一扇面朝大海的窗，推开，便是春天。</p> <p class="ql-block">我们周游世界，</p><p class="ql-block">却更爱 门前这片蓝——</p><p class="ql-block">它不是远方，是日常；</p><p class="ql-block">不是梦想，是故乡。</p> <p class="ql-block">盐田的湾，温柔如怀抱。</p><p class="ql-block">它收留疲倦的帆，托起初升的太阳。</p><p class="ql-block">每一次远航，都是为了更好的回望；</p><p class="ql-block">每一次靠岸，都是对这片水土最深情的拥抱。</p><p class="ql-block">你听，汽笛声里有祖辈的呼喊，也有孩童的欢笑；</p> <p class="ql-block">灯塔图书馆，是盐田写给海的情书。</p><p class="ql-block">它用光说话——那是知识，是守望，</p><p class="ql-block">每一个夜归的人，</p><p class="ql-block">都能在这里找到属于自己的星光。</p> <p class="ql-block">而我，愿做那束光里的尘埃，</p><p class="ql-block">告诉世界：南海之滨，有一座城，</p><p class="ql-block">把生活过成了诗，</p><p class="ql-block">把诗还给了海洋。</p><p class="ql-block">深圳，以这片蓝，邀APEC同航。</p> <p class="ql-block">Yantian starts with salt—</p><p class="ql-block">it lights fishers' backs and night lanterns.</p><p class="ql-block">The sea still beats the shore</p><p class="ql-block">and every heart that comes.</p><p class="ql-block">Fields grow on hills and in the sea—</p><p class="ql-block">rice from mountains, moonlight from waves.</p><p class="ql-block">This young city is port cranes, subway wind,</p><p class="ql-block">and windows that open to spring.</p><p class="ql-block">We love this blue not as a distant dream, but as home.</p> <p class="ql-block">Yantian's bay shelters tired sails and lifts the sun.</p><p class="ql-block">In the horns, </p><p class="ql-block">we can hear elders' calls and children's laughter.</p> <p class="ql-block">The Lighthouse Library speaks with light—</p><p class="ql-block">knowledge, hope after storms.</p><p class="ql-block">Every night wanderer finds a star.</p><p class="ql-block">I'd tell the world: this city lives poetry</p><p class="ql-block">and gives it back to the sea.</p><p class="ql-block">Shenzhen, with this blue,</p><p class="ql-block">calls APEC—we set sail, and we are free</p>