<p class="ql-block">文字: 麗燁</p><p class="ql-block">圖片: 麗燁</p><p class="ql-block">音樂: 《春有百花秋有月》</p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">該是昨夜的雨下得輕</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">花瓣上還沾著透明的猶豫</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">風過時，整樹粉白便微微傾身</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">像一群踮腳的春，在枝頭練習搖晃</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"> </span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我站在三米外的青石上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">看它們把影子投進新抽的柳絲</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那些淡紅的、粉白的、半開的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">各有各的分寸——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">開得烈的，把蕊心亮給蜂群</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">含著苞的，讓絨毛裹住未醒的夢</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"> </span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">有人舉著手機湊近</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">鏡頭想把整樹繁華都收進方寸</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">花瓣卻趁他眨眼時</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">輕輕落了片在屏幕上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">像春天蓋下的郵戳</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"> </span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我蹲下身撿那片落瓣招展</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">指腹觸到細密的紋路</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">忽然懂得不必追問花期</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">就像此刻陽光穿過花枝</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在我手背投下晃動的光斑</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">暖而輕，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">不必追趕，不必囤積</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">這滿樹的粉，這轉瞬的香</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">看過，記住，就是圓滿</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"> </span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">風又來的時候</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我后退半步</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">看更多花瓣乘著氣流下墜</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">它們不像是凋零</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">更像春天在分發(fā)請柬</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">每一片都寫著：</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">來歲此時，仍在枝頭等你</span></p>