溪涧春 山是淡墨，云是薄纱，溪水却偏要活起来。它绕
<!----><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>溪涧春</p><p>山是淡墨，云是薄纱，溪水却偏要活起来。它绕过黑石，溅成碎银，把桃枝的红、柳丝的绿，都卷进自己的浪里。</p><p>桃花开得泼泼洒洒，像谁把胭脂盒碰翻在枝上。柳丝垂得低，绿得发颤，风一吹，就往溪面蘸，要把春水当墨，写篇流动的诗。</p><p>远处的峰峦还蒙着雾，可这溪、这花、这柳，早把春天的热闹，都落在了眼前。倒像是这画里的每一笔，都在说：春来了，连山水都忍不住要醒过来。</p><p class="qf_image big noneditable" contenteditable="false"><img src="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/forum/20251230082843front1_0_451696_Fgaw1gskWxjiUl4uqE3t2IKZOuDW.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" alt="" width="1440" height="1920" data-qf-origin="forum/20251230082843front1_0_451696_Fgaw1gskWxjiUl4uqE3t2IKZOuDW.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" data-qf-thumb="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/forum/20251230082843front1_0_451696_Fgaw1gskWxjiUl4uqE3t2IKZOuDW.jpg?imageView2/2/w/1080|watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" data-qf-thumb-origin="forum/20251230082843front1_0_451696_Fgaw1gskWxjiUl4uqE3t2IKZOuDW.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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