<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">诗文:涛声依旧*凌风</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">美篇号:261008391</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"><span class="ql-cursor"></span>图片来自网络、致谢</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">【秋色】诗文:凌风</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">风从北方赶来</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">把夏日的喧嚣悄悄收起</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">天高了，云淡了</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">阳光不再灼人</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">只温柔地铺在肩头</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">树叶开始变色</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">从边缘一点点染上金色</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">像一封封寄往大地的家书</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">写满了告别的温柔</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">枫树最先红了脸</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">把整片山坡点燃</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">像一场无声的燃烧</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">热烈而从容</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">银杏披上金甲</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">叶子在风中打着旋儿</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">落下铺成一条金色的小径</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">踩上去，沙沙作响</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">稻田弯下了腰</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">沉甸甸的穗子低垂着头</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那是大地最谦卑的馈赠</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在秋风中轻轻摇曳</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">果园里，柿子挂满枝头</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">像一盏盏小灯笼</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">照亮了渐短的白昼</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">苹果涨红了脸</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在绿叶间偷偷微笑</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">雁阵南飞</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在蓝天上写下长长的诗行</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">一声声鸣叫</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">是季节的叮嘱</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">也是远行的歌</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">晨露越来越重</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">草叶上缀满晶莹</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">太阳升起时</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">它们便化作轻烟</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">悄然离去</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">夜晚变长了</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">月光清冷如水</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">洒在空寂的庭院</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">把影子拉得很长很长</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">菊花在篱边盛开</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">不赶热闹，不争繁华</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">只在清寒中</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">捧出一抹倔强的金黄</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">桂花的香气飘得很远</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">藏在风里，藏在衣角</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">不经意间闻到</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">便想起故乡的秋天</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">夕阳西下时</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">天边燃起一片橘红</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">归鸟掠过树梢</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">炊烟从屋顶缓缓升起</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">秋天不是凋零</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">而是一场盛大的告别</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">它把最美的颜色</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">都留给了离去之前</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我站在秋色里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">看一片叶子缓缓飘落</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">突然明白;</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">生命最美的时刻</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">不是盛放</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">而是从容地放下</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">秋色啊，真美</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">你是岁月最温柔的笔触</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在万物将歇之时</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">画下最绚烂的一笔</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">作者简介:凌风，黑龙江人，司法部门退休，每天遛弯采风，读书煮茶，闲暇之余靠接敲键盘填补空间………</span></p>