暖阳下的绣湖公园
<!----><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>暖阳下的绣湖公园</p><p>文章/成江银 摄影/成江银</p><p> </p><p>2025年的冬，总透着点不寻常的温软。午后的阳光稠得像化不开的蜜，懒洋洋地漫过天际，仿佛天空伸出一只巨大的手掌，轻轻托着这座精致的公园。我揣着满心纷乱踏入园门时，那点拧巴的烦忧竟像块方糖落进温水，在不知不觉中就融化了，连带着脚步也轻缓起来。</p><p> </p><p>空气里浮着恰到好处的凉意，不刺骨，倒像层透明的丝绸，贴着脸颊滑过，反倒衬得阳光愈发温润，如碎金般淌在每一片叶、每一寸土上。经这柔光一滤，所有景物的棱角都晕开了边，像幅晕染过的旧画，沉静里透着几分恍惚的诗意。</p><p class="empty_paragraph"> </p><p class="qf_image big noneditable" contenteditable="false"><img src="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/forum/20260121161409front2_0_802797_FtjxXpGV66ouBJHHQ1LyHLM1rl_o.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" alt="" width="961" height="1280" data-qf-origin="forum/20260121161409front2_0_802797_FtjxXpGV66ouBJHHQ1LyHLM1rl_o.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" /></p><p> </p><p> </p><p>最先撞入眼帘的，自然是古老的大安寺塔。它沉甸甸立在那里，像位沉默忠厚的老者，九百多年光阴都凝进砖石的肌理。塔身是岁月熏出的灰褐，唯独朝南的檐角盛满阳光，亮晶晶的，仿佛古旧陶器上忽然落了抹温热的釉彩。它就那样安然伫立，看一湖碧水，看岸边疏树，看树下人影，看流云飞鸟来了又去。我仰头望它时，心头那些现世的焦灼忽然就轻了、小了——原来历史从不是冰冷的碑刻，而是在这样的暖日里，能递来一份无声却磐石般的慰藉。</p><p class="empty_paragraph"> </p><p class="qf_image big noneditable" contenteditable="false"><img src="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/forum/20260121161431front2_0_802797_FnghmDq2uS8eR3Z4-LU6zEfNn3V1.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" alt="" width="1280" height="961" data-qf-origin="forum/20260121161431front2_0_802797_FnghmDq2uS8eR3Z4-LU6zEfNn3V1.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" /></p><p> </p><p>绕塔而行，绣湖便全然铺展在眼前。水是碧沉沉的绿，不浓烈，却含着光，像块被时光摩挲得温润的古玉。风歇了，水面平展如镜，几只野鸭游过，才漾开几缕银亮的縠纹。天空、塔影、亭榭、疏枝，一并静静睡在这汪碧水里，上下对称，真假相融。这静是活的，饱满的，仿佛能听见阳光吻过水面的“咝咝”声，听见时间在这里放慢脚步的匀净呼吸。</p><p class="empty_paragraph"> </p><p class="qf_image big noneditable" contenteditable="false"><img src="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/forum/20260121161441front2_0_802797_Fh_e5-tXxdczqP311t4Ik2FRohV5.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" alt="" width="1362" height="1024" data-qf-origin="forum/20260121161441front2_0_802797_Fh_e5-tXxdczqP311t4Ik2FRohV5.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" /></p><p> </p><p>踱过九曲桥，脚步也不由得跟着曲折起来。桥下的水清澈见底，几尾红鲤悠悠悬游，那股从容，那份悠闲，竟有几分哲人的气度。忽有暗香袭来，清冷里裹着甜意，带着孤峭的执拗。循香望去，湖西一角的腊梅正疏疏绽放，蜡黄的小花不起眼，香气却像无形的手，固执地缠着衣袖与呼吸。古人说“暗香浮动月黄昏”，此刻虽无月，暖日里的梅香却少了清寒，多了份与温煦相宜的矜持，倒成了寒冬里最早也最耐品的诗句。</p><p> </p><p>园中人都贪恋这好天气。亭子里，几位老人围着棋盘厮杀，楚河汉界间藏着不动声色的激烈；长椅上，年轻母亲低头与怀中婴孩呢喃，阳光给她们的轮廓镀上柔边；也有像我这样的独行者，或倚栏远眺，或缓步沉思，或摇头哼唱。各人有各人的世界，却被同一片暖阳、同一湖静水、同一座古塔悄悄缝合，成了幅安详生动的人间图卷。听不见市井的喧嚣，只有低声絮语、孩童脆笑与棋子落盘的“笃”声，像古琴曲里的泛音，反倒衬得那大片的静愈发悠长。</p><p> </p><p>天色向晚时，西边天空泛起淡蔷薇色，与金辉相融，漫在塔身上。那塔便从沉郁的灰褐里透出暖紫光晕，庄严里藏着温柔。湖水也深了颜色，由碧玉成了墨玉，将最后天光贪婪地拥在怀里。空气里的暖意一丝丝抽离，换上清冽的夜的薄寒，风也醒了，掠过水面带来沁爽的凉。</p><p class="empty_paragraph"> </p><p class="qf_image big noneditable" contenteditable="false"><img src="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/forum/20260121161513front2_0_802797_FhxH_1gF5v2bZq0xcLs-7PRhpH1D.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" alt="" width="621" height="828" data-qf-origin="forum/20260121161513front2_0_802797_FhxH_1gF5v2bZq0xcLs-7PRhpH1D.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" /></p><p> </p><p>该走了。起身时拂了拂衣角，像要拂去一身浸透的恬静光阴。回头望大安寺塔，它在渐浓暮色里愈发清晰，也愈发沉默，像个巨大的句号，稳稳圈住这个下午所有的闲适与安宁。</p><p> </p><p>这暖冬里的绣湖公园，不似春日喧闹生机，不似深秋炫耀繁华。它只是在岁末之际，以不寒不燥的温度，铺陈水的沉静、塔的安详、梅的孤芳与人的从容。它什么也不说，却像说尽了一切——原来“暖”的真意，从来不止于天气，更是能融化心绪、安顿灵魂的内在温度。挟着这份暖意归去，纵使暮色四合，前路有风，心里也像亮着盏温馨的小灯笼，永远不会熄灭。</p><p class="empty_paragraph"> </p><p class="qf_image big noneditable" contenteditable="false"><img src="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/forum/20260121161459front2_0_802797_FmVY58tMVQeMiIqRnjZHQMYGecO6.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" alt="" width="1242" height="932" data-qf-origin="forum/20260121161459front2_0_802797_FmVY58tMVQeMiIqRnjZHQMYGecO6.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" /></p><p> </p> <!----></div> 欣赏老师佳作《暖阳下的绣湖公园》:victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory: 描写细致入微，十分到位，比喻、排比等修辞方法用得恰到好处，生动形象！:victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory: http://pics-app.cnyw.net/static/gifts/11.png送出点赞x1 http://pics-app.cnyw.net/static/gifts/11.png送出点赞x1 http://pics-app.cnyw.net/static/gifts/11.png送出点赞x1 http://pics-app.cnyw.net/static/gifts/02.png送出鲜花x1 它就那样安然伫立，看一湖碧水，看岸边疏树，看树下人影，看流云飞鸟来了又去。
:victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory: 各人有各人的世界，却被同一片暖阳、同一湖静水、同一座古塔悄悄缝合，成了幅安详生动的人间图卷。
:victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory: 不同时段的光影与声响交织，勾勒出公园的生机与闲适，读来如临其境，让人感受到平凡日常里的诗意。充满生活气息而富有诗意。