邹鲁诗歌丨青花盘上的星群/写在景德镇瓷都大道暖庭居
<!----><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> </p><p>青花盘上的星群/写在景德镇瓷都大道暖庭居</p><p>（邹鲁，20260226晚，景德镇）</p><p> </p><p class="empty_paragraph"> </p><p class="qf_image big noneditable" contenteditable="false"><img src="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/forum/20260227200727front2_0_1060230_Fh675UfjDc-qACjCm1RTcN25uFSb.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" alt="" width="684" height="912" data-qf-origin="forum/20260227200727front2_0_1060230_Fh675UfjDc-qACjCm1RTcN25uFSb.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" /></p><p> </p><p> </p><p>青花拓印的圆，圈住一方暗涌的夜</p><p> </p><p>黑芝麻与糖粒的结晶，并非墨玉</p><p> </p><p>是揉碎的星群，在瓷面重新聚成岛屿</p><p> </p><p>竹筷斜倚，像一截沉默的桥</p><p> </p><p>架在烟火与古意之间</p><p> </p><p>不必说千年食韵</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p>舌尖触到的甜，带着焦香的粗砺</p><p> </p><p>本就是生活最直接的纹理</p><p> </p><p>梧桐缠枝纹在盘沿静伏</p><p> </p><p>它见过太多清晨的蒸笼</p><p> </p><p>也见过此刻，灯光在糖霜上镀出的银河</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p>素朴的圆，盛着滚烫的日常</p><p> </p><p>这一口细碎的甜</p><p> </p><p>是人间把温柔，磨成了可触碰的颗粒</p> <!----></div> 欣赏学习！ 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 :):):):)
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