<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">作者：胡楊林的回憶</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">美篇：1341463</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">音樂：晉城往事</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">圖片：網(wǎng)絡</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">雪粒敲著舊窗臺</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">篤篤，篤篤</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像小時候的玻璃彈珠</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">滾過青磚路的脆響</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">裹著北風的輕呼</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">落在積灰的窗欞</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">也落在我攤開的掌心</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">涼得發(fā)癢</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我呵出一團白霧</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在玻璃上描冰花</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">六角的紋路剛顯形</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">就被另一團白霧暈開</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">忽然看見媽媽的圍裙</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">沾著未化的雪沫</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">她正站在灶臺前</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">把面團揉得發(fā)燙</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">蒸汽漫過窗玻璃</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">模糊了窗外的雪</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">卻清晰了記憶里的香——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是紅薯粥在砂鍋里咕嘟冒泡</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是饅頭出鍋時</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">沾著的面粉像細雪飛揚</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">老煤爐在屋里哼著溫吞的歌</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">橘紅的火光舔著爐壁</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">映亮爸爸的鬢角</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">他剛從外面掃雪回來</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">棉鞋印在雪地里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">一串深，一串淺</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">通向巷口的晨光</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">手套上的雪沫滴在青磚地</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">融成小小的水洼</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">他搓著凍紅的手說：</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">“雪厚，路滑，慢點走”</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">話音落在空氣里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">和著煤煙的暖</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像雪地里藏著的炭火</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">熨帖了歲月的涼</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我推開門，雪漫過腳踝</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">咯吱作響</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">抓把雪貼在臉頰</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">涼意在鼻尖打了個轉(zhuǎn)</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">忽然嘗到熟悉的甜——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是童年藏在雪堆里的水果糖</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">那年我把糖紙裹了又裹</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">埋在院角的雪下</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">想等春天分給發(fā)芽的小草</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">卻忘了取，直到來年雪化</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">糖紙沾著泥土</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">甜味卻浸進了時光</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">雪還在落</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">落在舊窗臺，落在老屋檐</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">落在爸爸掃過的雪路</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">落在媽媽晾著的衣裳</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我蹲下身，在雪地里畫圈</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">圈進童年的彈珠</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">圈進灶臺的蒸汽</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">圈進父母的腳印</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">圈進糖紙的甜</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">忽然看見冰花里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">藏著小時候的我</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">正舉著雪球，追著爸爸的背影</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">把笑聲拋在漫天飛雪里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">越飄越遠</span></p> TANGZHIGUOZHUDEDONGTIAN