<p class="ql-block">美篇名：素心</p><p class="ql-block">美篇号：5473796</p><p class="ql-block">图 片：致谢网络</p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">小时候最盼的，是过节的模样</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">清贫的岁月里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">一碗红烧肉，便是节日的狂欢</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">最难忘的，是中秋的那块月饼</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">朴素的五仁馅</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">青丝与玫瑰，翩翩起舞</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">把年少的期盼，轻轻裹进那抹甜</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那时中秋，没有丰盛的宴席</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">母亲分月饼，兄弟姐妹每人一块</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">小心翼翼用纸包好，藏进衣兜</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">每次悄悄咬上一小口</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">唇齿间漫出甜香，缓缓淌到心里</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">母亲还会递来一枚秋梨</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">脆脆的，一咬汪出甜甜的水</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">一把煮透晒干的落花生</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">嚼出质朴的烟火味道</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那块中秋月饼，丰盈了年少时光</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">平淡却温暖</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">是岁月里，最深情的团圆之歌</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">岁岁中秋，年年月圆</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">世间月饼早已琳琅万千</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">可我独爱那口老式五仁</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那是故乡的味道</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">是刻在心底，化不开的乡愁</span></p>