【九月的故事】- 四季之歌

Hong虹

<h3>一定是远古农耕习俗传承至今</h3><h3>九月一迈步就蹬开学校大门</h3><h3>有阳光明媚,有健美身影,有朗朗笑声</h3><h3>也偶有含蓄迷茫探索的角落</h3><h3>师生皆为求索而至</h3><h3>新学年的开端,一截旅途的启程</h3><h3>分明是浓浓的春意</h3> <h3>植物代表性的绿色,还是树林的主格调</h3><h3>远看是均一的,犹如受了指令</h3><h3>同属一代的产物,极力在剩余的成长期</h3><h3>寻着一种无声的召唤,将先天差距找齐</h3><h3>为了最后一次同步,奔赴一场不可言喻心照不宣的宿命</h3> <h3>Dahlia这个大家族,少说上百口</h3><h3>四世同堂怎能没有四季风景</h3><h3>有七姑六姨三叔八舅和他们的后生</h3><h3>就有阳光风云般的爱恨情绪</h3><h3>品貌如出一辙的有,背道而驰的也有</h3><h3>大家族布局天罗地网</h3><h3>再远的血亲也会留下蛛丝马迹</h3><h3>是独有的个头色泽形状造就了性格</h3><h3>佼佼者有活力的盛开着</h3> <h3>按捺不住的爬墙虎一夜间露出本色</h3><h3>向尚不觉察的丛林提示,早秋已欣然而至</h3> <h3>教导言说:"一叶知秋"</h3><h3>本是一叶的事情。不是一叶的事情</h3><h3>多么明慧的观察。多么迷糊的结论。</h3><h3><br /></h3> <h3>看这万绿丛中一束红,看这一束红中一叶绿</h3><h3>分明是常态下的出格,分明是出格内的叛逆</h3><h3>如同明理世态的老成,付诸于一颗年轻的心</h3> <h3>一片叶子与一片叶子之间</h3><h3>有足够的空隙让阳光行走</h3><h3><br /></h3><h3>一面手掌挥向另一面手掌</h3><h3>有足够的力量让风更兴奋</h3><h3><br /></h3><h3>是阳光暖身,是风吹翻页</h3><h3>背靠背、面对面或肩并肩</h3><h3><br /></h3><h3>闪着光亮的一片片湖面上<br /></h3><h3>行云流水书写树语一行行</h3><h3><br /></h3><h3>每一天享受飘摇,已接近</h3><h3>交还使命回归大地的时候</h3> <h3>一串野梅长到早秋时节</h3><h3>仍旧有绿,依然青涩</h3><h3>花开成托,介于粉和紫之间,依旧耀眼</h3><h3>留给再长时间,也是永葆青春一般老去</h3><h3>熟透了的紫果,或者喂了鸟,要不会落地。</h3><h3>早熟的率先步入空巢,托还会继续,只是自在许多</h3> <h3>同根生同枝长也免不了争先恐后,一群一族一社蕴含四季</h3> <h3>日光已经缩短弧线,藤上最后一朵花也在告别。种瓜人微笑着对藏在花下的瓜娃娃,默念:最后长出来的你是不是那个笑在最后,笑的最好的你</h3> <h3>敦厚的姿态</h3><h3>毫无修饰的仪表</h3><h3>一件橘色夹克遮风挡雨</h3><h3>总是一副不慌不忙</h3><h3>满足的模样</h3><h3>成熟的南瓜</h3><h3>朴实的代名词</h3><h3>门口一蹲就把秋天带回家</h3><h3><br /></h3> <h3>苹果树开始闭上一只只眼睛<br /></h3><h3>拾苹果的人把眼一只只捧起</h3> <h3>野草的阵势</h3><h3>最整齐的阵势</h3><h3>一般高的身段</h3><h3>一根挨着一根</h3><h3>阳光为他们制作了金色制服</h3><h3>风一声口哨令他们往一边倒</h3><h3>我荡起一只小船从中经过</h3><h3>他们频频拉我的手,我也听见</h3><h3>他们互相安抚的切切私语</h3> <h3>一簇簇绣球</h3><h3>已经习惯了彼此的相守</h3><h3>尚带娇荣的面孔</h3><h3>陪伴着身旁锈色</h3><h3>没有嫌弃不带鄙夷</h3><h3>在一种无语的默契中</h3><h3>决意一起凋零</h3> <h3>一排树站左边,另一排站右边,一条路站中间</h3><h3>无论迈步出行,还是回家路上,前方就是远方</h3> <h3><br /></h3><h3>Clouds put on gray winter coats</h3><h3>The storm flag is pulled up to give the warning </h3><h3>Erma is visiting the Keys, the beach and resort islands</h3><h3>So is Maria coming her way to America's backyard </h3><h3>Be prepared - we did</h3><h3>As the eyes of the storm rolled over the south </h3><h3>Human nature is in full display </h3><h3>Pleased that Friends with names I can call are safe</h3><h3>But many are still in storm's aftermath </h3><h3>Nature can give and take away as it likes </h3><h3>It is this Almighty we must revere </h3> <h3>Boats are in store for winter is near</h3><h3>The melody of four seasons floats in the air </h3><h3>It is we who define time with what we can grasp </h3><h3>Time can only speak to each of us in its relative terms </h3> <h3>四季重复着它的音频,荡漾在海的微波上空气里</h3><h3><br /></h3><h3>是我们用万象标记时间</h3><h3>时间只相对你我而说</h3>