寒露枫叶红

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<p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">今早翻日历才反应过来是寒露,老话说“寒露惊秋晚,朝看菊渐黄”,我裹上薄外套出门散步,刚拐进小区的街角,就撞见了满树晨光映红枫,枝桠上停着鸣唱的小鸟,忽然就懂了秋意最动人的模样。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">沿着步道慢慢走,最先撞进眼里的是街角那棵大枫树,夏洛特小区环境美,半树的叶子都烧得透亮,艳红的色块衬着余下的浅绿和鹅黄,在透蓝的晴空底下亮得晃眼,整条街区都浸在暖融融的秋光里。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"></span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我凑到院墙边的枫树跟前细看,叶片从边缘往中心慢慢洇出艳红,还留着大半没褪尽的浅绿,像谁不小心打翻了颜料盘,把秋的色彩晕染得层次分明。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"></span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">风一吹,枝上的枫叶轻轻晃着,从亮红到暖橙再到浅绿,层层叠叠的色彩挤在一处,红的叶梗托着掌形的叶片,像举着一小把一小把烧得正好的秋光。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">站在树下抬头往上望,枝桠斜斜探向清亮的蓝天,大部分叶子还攥着盛夏的深绿,唯独梢头的几丛先红透了,风一吹就像几簇跳动的小火苗。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">红透的枫叶在我头顶铺展开来,阳光从叶缝里漏下来,把每一片掌形的枫叶都照得透亮,连叶脉里都浸着暖融融的红,背景里人家的屋顶露了小半,烟火气里全是秋的温柔。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">顺着街区的弯道往前走,另一棵枫树站在屋旁,树冠上的红叶像被谁撒了一把碎霞,和旁边还留着深绿的树木挨在一起,秋的层次一下子就铺开来。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">这丛枝桠上的枫叶红得更深些,泛着紫调的深红和还没褪完的绿交错着,像给枝头披了块渐变的织锦,连风扫过都慢了半拍。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">阳光斜斜落在树梢,最顶端的枫叶红得鲜亮透亮,红的叶梗支着掌形的叶片,在深绿的背景里格外惹眼,连叶片边缘的小锯齿都浸着暖光。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">站在屋角往上看,高大的枫树半树还留着盛夏的浓绿,另一半已经燃成了热烈的红,在亮得发白的天光底下,像把整段的秋意都攒在了树冠里。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">这枝枫叶红得格外沉郁,有几片叶子已经带着深褐的枯边,却依旧举着最艳的红,枝桠上的纹路都写满了秋的故事。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">走累了抬头望天,层层叠叠的枫树枝叶铺在头顶,大半还留着深绿,唯独叶尖和梢头晕出点点红意,远处的高树也慢慢浸上秋的颜色,连天上的云都软乎乎的带着秋的温度。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">这丛枫叶红得格外浓郁,紫调的深红和残存的绿意缠在一起,层层叠叠堆在枝桠上,像是把寒露的凉意都熬成了最热烈的色彩。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">阳光直直打在眼前这几片枫叶上,红得快要发亮,连叶脉里的纹路都看得清清楚楚,旁边深绿的冬青衬着这艳红,秋的鲜活劲儿一下子就撞进怀里。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">低头往草里看,一片落下来的深褐枯叶沾着细碎的露珠,躺在带着霜意的青草上,晨露在草叶上闪着光,这是寒露时节独有的小确幸。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">满枝的叶子从浅黄到暖橙再到淡红,像被秋的手一点点染过,风一吹就晃成一片流动的彩浪,连透过叶缝漏下来的阳光都染成了暖金色。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">枝上的枫叶半红半紫,还留着大半没褪的绿,最中间那片叶尖红得透亮,像整枝枫叶攒了好久的秋意,全凝在了这一点红上。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">沿着街继续走,路边这棵高大的枫树半树浓绿半树红,艳红的叶丛从树冠一直铺到半腰,在晴蓝的天底下站得笔挺,路过的人都忍不住抬头多看两眼。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">老枫树上的枫叶红得透亮,深褐的树皮衬着艳红的叶片,阳光穿过叶缝落在树干上,连粗糙的纹路里都藏着秋的暖意。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">屋旁的树半树叶子刚晕出点点红意,在晴亮的天光底下慢慢攒着秋的颜色,木栅栏挨着草坪,风一吹就带着点凉丝丝的秋意。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">院墙边这丛枫叶红得格外柔和,粉紫调的红和浅绿交错着,后面露着半角白屋顶,安安静静的,把寒露的秋意揉进了满院的烟火气里。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span></span></p>