<p class="ql-block">昵稱:通海 美篇號:11720110</p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">風把西湖的波皺,吹成了</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">你掌心的紋路。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">當碧桃舉起滿樹云霞,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我確信,春天又一次</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在我們對視的剎那,落了戶。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">不再是青澀的驚鴻一瞥,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">也不是盛年的烈火烹油。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">八十歲的目光,穿過</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">漫天飛舞的紅,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像老鏡頭對準了焦距,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">溫柔,且精準。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">你說這花像極了</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">初見時你別在襟前的那枚,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我說更像此刻</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">你鬢邊的霜雪,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">被夕陽吻過,燃起的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">最后一抹艷色。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我們在花影里坐下,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像兩尊被時光打磨過的靈璧石,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">沉默,卻彼此懂得。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">花瓣落在你的肩頭,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我伸手拂去,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">指尖觸到的,是歲月的溫熱。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">年輕時,愛情是奔跑的白馬,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">如今,是長椅上的并肩。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">聽風穿過花枝的微響,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">聽彼此心跳的節(jié)拍,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像兩首寫了一輩子的現(xiàn)代詩,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">終于在這春日里,押韻。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">不必說永遠,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">永遠太輕,經不起歲月的推敲。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我們只說當下,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">說這陣花香,如何吹散了</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">冬日的沉寂,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">說這滿目絢爛,都是生命的回禮。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">如果生命是一場漫長的攝影,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我早已將最好的光影,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">定格在你笑起來的眼角。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">那些風雨,那些病痛,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">都成了背景里的留白,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">襯得這春日的紅,愈發(fā)濃烈。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">碧桃會謝,春天會走,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">但愛不會。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">它是我們在暮色里,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">緊緊相握的手,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是八十歲的光陰里,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">又一次盛開的,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">不朽的溫柔。</span></p> <p class="ql-block">攝影制作 2026-3-7</p>