粉樱似霞，泼泼洒洒缀满枝桠，花瓣的红从深绯洇到浅粉
<!----><style type="text/css">html{font-size:375%}</style><link href="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/static/publish/css/style.css?v=20240712" rel="stylesheet" position="1" data-qf-origin="/static/publish/css/style.css?v=20240712"><!-- 付费贴--> <div class="preview_article "> <!----> <p>粉樱似霞，泼泼洒洒缀满枝桠，花瓣的红从深绯洇到浅粉，像谁把春日的胭脂揉碎在了墨色枝茎间。风掠过花树时，簌簌落下的不是雪，是裹着甜香的粉色星子，坠在青石板小径，也落在远处屋舍的黑瓦上。</p><p>黛色山峦笼着淡绿的雾，像幅没干透的水墨画，山脚下的村落静卧在花影里。白墙黑檐的屋舍错落着，窄窄的石阶蜿蜒向深处，仿佛推开某扇木门，就能听见老茶炉咕嘟作响，混着樱花瓣落在肩头的轻响，把时光都泡得温柔起来。</p><p class="qf_image big noneditable" contenteditable="false"><img src="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/forum/20251215072833front1_0_451696_Fiwm5zDPDxNqVvr7hKzNjkMr6mWC.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" alt="" width="1773" height="2364" data-qf-origin="forum/20251215072833front1_0_451696_Fiwm5zDPDxNqVvr7hKzNjkMr6mWC.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" data-qf-thumb="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/forum/20251215072833front1_0_451696_Fiwm5zDPDxNqVvr7hKzNjkMr6mWC.jpg?imageView2/2/w/1080|watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" data-qf-thumb-origin="forum/20251215072833front1_0_451696_Fiwm5zDPDxNqVvr7hKzNjkMr6mWC.jpg?imageView2/2/w/1080|watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" /></p><p> </p> <!----></div> 看看也好
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