梅湖江滨赏红梅
<!----><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>梅湖江滨赏红梅</p><p>文稿/成江银 摄影/一星微光</p><p> </p><p>星期天下午，一路向着水汽丰沛处去。风是料峭的，像小刀子刮过脸颊，偏在这凛冽里，缠上几缕极清极淡的香——起初只是若有若无的一丝，像根看不见的丝线，轻轻牵着人的鼻息，也牵着脚步往浓处去。待近了江滨，那香蓦地鲜明起来，再不是细弱的线，倒成了匹无边无际的轻透纱罗，从对岸宾王桥头铺开，浩浩荡荡向东北漫去。</p><p class="empty_paragraph"> </p><p class="qf_image big noneditable" contenteditable="false"><img src="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/forum/20260211151903front2_0_802797_Fit_wE8tGYF5BU-H5jciv6iZL_A7.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" alt="" width="1024" height="702" data-qf-origin="forum/20260211151903front2_0_802797_Fit_wE8tGYF5BU-H5jciv6iZL_A7.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" /></p><p> </p><p>梅林在水粉似的天光下静立。不是零星几株，是成片成林沿着江岸迤逦，望不到头，像一段走失已久的绯红云霞，终于在此歇了脚。江水青碧沉沉，把那云霞般的倒影揉碎了，漾成一江流动的、恍惚的光色。江岸上灰白色石桥静卧，脊背微拱，倒成了这柔艳景致里一句沉着苍劲的注脚。红梅、碧水、石桥，热闹与清冷相衬，谁也不夺谁的风致，反倒生出种和谐的仙气来。</p><p class="empty_paragraph"> </p><p class="qf_image big noneditable" contenteditable="false"><img src="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/forum/20260211151135front2_0_802797_Fhqs4sI07BcaZVPdXuTXykNBrAXA.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" alt="" width="1020" height="574" data-qf-origin="forum/20260211151135front2_0_802797_Fhqs4sI07BcaZVPdXuTXykNBrAXA.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" /></p><p> </p><p>沿小径入林，方才那片朦胧绯红，忽然化作千朵万朵具体的花。有的开得正酣，一簇簇挤挤挨挨，是不管不顾的泼辣热闹，像除夕夜里孩子们冻红的小脸，凑在一处叽叽喳喳地笑。花瓣是透明的红，薄得能透过东边斜来的阳光，看得见丝丝缕缕的花脉，如美人肤下淡青的血管，精致得叫人心疼。有的还含着苞，深红一点紧紧抿着，像南国相思豆，又像微型的火焰包裹在心，沉甸甸缀在乌铁似的虬枝上。枝干最是耐看，经了风霜的墨黑皴裂，弯折得全无章法，却处处透着筋骨，像怀素草书，笔笔带着倔强的、不肯妥协的力气。就在这苍劲如死寂的黑铁之上，迸发出鲜嫩娇柔的红——生与死的对照，柔与刚的缠绵，看得人怔住，心头像被什么轻轻撞了下，又酸又暖。</p><p class="empty_paragraph"> </p><p class="qf_image big noneditable" contenteditable="false"><img src="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/forum/20260211142327front2_0_802797_Fr8CI2dtYP7I4iEi51o85vF9T3Qj.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" alt="" width="1000" height="750" data-qf-origin="forum/20260211142327front2_0_802797_Fr8CI2dtYP7I4iEi51o85vF9T3Qj.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" /></p><p> </p><p>香气愈发浓了，却绝不腻人，是清冽的、冷幽幽的，一丝丝钻进毛孔。它不像春日暖花的甜俗，倒像冬夜新雪在舌尖融化的滋味，带着寒气，也带着决绝的甘冽。忽然想起宋人林逋咏梅的“疏影横斜水清浅，暗香浮动月黄昏”，此刻虽无月，“暗香浮动”四字却再贴切不过。这香是有形的，看不见，却觉它在身边浮动，缠着衣袖，跟着脚步，像个清凉芬芳的梦。</p><p class="empty_paragraph"> </p><p class="qf_image big noneditable" contenteditable="false"><img src="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/forum/20260211151159front2_0_802797_FoFHzOKj6RylZAJzmrpNuisSboRS.png?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" alt="" width="1232" height="816" data-qf-origin="forum/20260211151159front2_0_802797_FoFHzOKj6RylZAJzmrpNuisSboRS.png?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" /></p><p> </p><p>正凝神，见不远处老者支着小画架，对着老梅写生。我悄悄走近，画纸上枝干比眼前更奇崛，花朵只寥落数点，大片留白。那留白比着墨处更有意味，仿佛清寒与孤傲都要从白里漫出来。老人须发皆白，神情专注如孩童。我低声赞一句，他才回头，腼腆一笑，乡音浓重：“年纪大了，就爱画这些老东西。你看这梅树，最是有骨气，天越冷越精神。我们义乌人挑货郎担、摇拨浪鼓走天下，靠的也是这点不怕冷的硬气。”</p><p> </p><p>心里一动。他的话像把钥匙，轻轻打开通往时光深处的门。忽然想起初唐神童、义乌骄子骆宾王，七岁咏鹅，声如玉石清亮。后来那篇讨伐武则天的檄文，何等慷慨激烈，“一抔之土未干，六尺之孤何托”，字字带着铁与血的重量。他的一生，岂不也像这江滨的梅？在属于他的那个酷寒政治冬天里，以才情与肝胆绽出一片惊心动魄的、血红的精神之花。那是文人的骨，殉道者的烈，历经千载，似仍在江风梅影里铮铮作响。</p><p class="empty_paragraph"> </p><p class="qf_image big noneditable" contenteditable="false"><img src="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/forum/20260211142346front2_0_802797_FrbXAJSzLYYN1qi-MA6rbXVHwtzz.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" alt="" width="1000" height="750" data-qf-origin="forum/20260211142346front2_0_802797_FrbXAJSzLYYN1qi-MA6rbXVHwtzz.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" /></p><p> </p><p>这么想着，再看梅林，感觉便不同了。那片娇柔的红底下，仿佛沉着更厚重坚硬的东西。它们不单是美的，也是强的；不单供人赏玩，也自有风骨与故事。这一江碧水，千百年来淘洗过多少鹅毛白雪，映照过多少如血梅英？它静静流淌，什么都知道，却什么也不说。</p><p> </p><p>日头渐偏西，光线成了暖暖的金，给每朵梅细细勾上毛茸茸的光边。游人渐散，林子更静，静得能听见花瓣偶尔离枝，那声几乎不存在的、叹息般的轻响。该走了。转身时，清冷幽香还不舍地跟了一程，像送别，也像无言的叮嘱。走到远处回望，梅林还原成天边一抹淡红，静静偎在青灰江岸、矗立高楼与渐起暮霭里，美得令人窒息！</p><p class="empty_paragraph"> </p><p class="qf_image big noneditable" contenteditable="false"><img src="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/forum/20260211151933front2_0_802797_FgHgHrZbgDLa7HyjQhsOmVWUHpH0.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" alt="" width="1020" height="720" data-qf-origin="forum/20260211151933front2_0_802797_FgHgHrZbgDLa7HyjQhsOmVWUHpH0.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" /></p><p class="empty_paragraph"> </p><p class="qf_image big noneditable" contenteditable="false"><img src="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/forum/20260211151933front2_0_802797_Fop32RFyfwj_HmgjasCab9UjOIdP.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" alt="" width="1020" height="689" data-qf-origin="forum/20260211151933front2_0_802797_Fop32RFyfwj_HmgjasCab9UjOIdP.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" /></p><p> </p><p class="qf_image big noneditable" contenteditable="false"><img src="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/forum/20260211142359front2_0_802797_FpFsNz0oaQr--bTrHdz6ntU1w5pq.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" alt="" width="950" height="713" data-qf-origin="forum/20260211142359front2_0_802797_FpFsNz0oaQr--bTrHdz6ntU1w5pq.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" /></p><p> </p><p> </p> <!----></div> 赞赞 欣赏学习，赞赞赞！:victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory: 对梅湖段江滨的红梅描写细致入微，语言生动，丰富多彩！: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/11.png送出点赞x1 有的开得正酣，一簇簇挤挤挨挨，是不管不顾的泼辣热闹，像除夕夜里孩子们冻红的小脸，凑在一处叽叽喳喳地笑。拟人手法用得恰到好处！:victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory: 好一幅江滨梅花图，赞赞赞:victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory::victory: