<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">其一：草原的挽歌</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">马头琴拉长了黄昏的影子</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">锡林郭勒的风，把云影压得很低</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">宝格达乌拉山沉默如铁</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">守着科尔沁绿了又黄的往事</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">候鸟衔来半片暮色</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">轻轻放在呼伦湖的波心</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">这里没有眼泪，只有苍茫</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">草原姑娘把思念折进草场</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">心随孤雁，划向未知的远方</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">落日不肯离去</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">它眷恋这片被歌声浸透的土地</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在金色的余晖里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">每一个音符，都是归途</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">其二：城市的回眸</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">高楼切割了天际线</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">夕阳在玻璃幕墙上流淌成河</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">车水马龙是光的支流</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">喧嚣在这一刻，突然失声</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我站在天桥中央</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">看最后一抹暖红，吻别尘烟</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">它留恋这人间烟火的温度</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">留恋下班路上，疲惫却坚定的脚步</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">不是所有的告别都需言语</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">当路灯亮起，星光未至</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">那残留的橘色光晕</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是城市温柔的眼眸，目送白日归隐</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">其三：心灵的栖息</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">不必追问太阳去向何方</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">它只是跌进了时间的怀抱</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在旗山的大道旁，或故乡的槐树下</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">光影斑驳，织就岁月的网</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我们留恋的，并非落日本身</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">而是那片刻的宁静与安详</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是忙碌一生后，得以喘息的窗</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是回首来时路，那一地金黄</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">让灵魂在暮色中舒展</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像一株草，承接最后的恩赐</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在黑夜降临之前</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">记住光的样子，记住爱的模样</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">文/一叶知秋</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">图/网络</span></p>