邹鲁诗歌丨行经衢州书
<!----><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>邹鲁诗歌：行经衢州书</p><p>（邹鲁，20251227，义乌）</p><p> </p><p class="empty_paragraph"> </p><p class="qf_image big noneditable" contenteditable="false"><img src="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/forum/20251229063803front2_0_1060230_FunlpccPqiLOm0OFl3O2OoQXoKri.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" alt="" width="912" height="684" data-qf-origin="forum/20251229063803front2_0_1060230_FunlpccPqiLOm0OFl3O2OoQXoKri.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" /></p><p> </p><p> </p><p>感谢乐天艺术团厉团邀请，2025年12月26、27日游衢州江山市江郎山清漾村石头阵梅树底等风景区</p><p> </p><p> </p><p>冬初暖阳我们行过清漾的阶石，</p><p>未散的晨雾正接住滑落的晖光。</p><p>有人捧起碗，让竹筷搅动垂落的长寿面缕，</p><p>在十二月二十六日的碗沿感知某种温度——</p><p>待蒸腾的咸香漫过老宅的门匾，</p><p>恍惚有砚墨正化开陈年的题刻。</p><p> </p><p>而丹崖在远处等着。</p><p>当车辙转入更窄的盘山道，</p><p>群峰忽然收拢成垂直的册页。</p><p>那裂隙漏下的，不知是未被删削的天象，</p><p>抑或地质纪年晾晒的经卷？</p><p>我们仰首，看飞鸟如何被夹成书签。</p><p> </p><p class="empty_paragraph"> </p><p class="qf_image big noneditable" contenteditable="false"><img src="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/forum/20251229063904front2_0_1060230_FmLKiDwRA7ncxJSXHouW4s9CsHH2.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" alt="" width="912" height="684" data-qf-origin="forum/20251229063904front2_0_1060230_FmLKiDwRA7ncxJSXHouW4s9CsHH2.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" /></p><p> </p><p> </p><p>闯入石阵时日头开始西斜，</p><p>被卦爻反复测试的足音，</p><p>在迷墙间撞出青铜的闷响。</p><p>你说这多像案头悬停的笔锋，</p><p>总在抵达前，先遇见自己的回音。</p><p>我们笑着递解彼此，如同递解</p><p>袖中未成形的舞步与草稿。</p><p> </p><p>直到溪涧在翌晨显现。</p><p>在梅树底，所有声响都松开了缆绳，</p><p>落叶与浅濑交替吟咏失传的调式。</p><p>看哪，水痕在岩面写下润了又干的乐谱，</p><p>而我们终于学会用肺叶收纳，</p><p>这满山不肯落地的绿音符。</p><p> </p><p>返程时夕照铺满摇晃的车窗。</p><p>有人取出速写簿轻改线条的走向，</p><p>有人阖眼搬运体内新筑的峰谷。</p><p>而我数着窗外掠过的腊味与根雕，</p><p>忽然懂得：所有行旅终将归还成，</p><p>故乡村口那盏不肯熄灭的排演灯。</p><p>当帷幕再次升起于义乌的暮色，</p><p>每个动作里，都会有清漾的雾气在流转。</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p> <!----></div> 欣赏许老师佳作超赞:victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory: https://pics-app.cnyw.net/admin_FsbLrH4XpF1aok8fg1u_Me6G4sVj.png送出团圆月x1 https://pics-app.cnyw.net/admin_FsbLrH4XpF1aok8fg1u_Me6G4sVj.png送出团圆月x1 https://pics-app.cnyw.net/admin_FsbLrH4XpF1aok8fg1u_Me6G4sVj.png送出团圆月x1 :lol:lol
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