冬里的蝶 雪把山裹成了素卷,菊却偏要在这素卷上,洇
<!----><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>冬里的蝶</p><p>雪把山裹成了素卷,菊却偏要在这素卷上,洇出几团明黄的墨。蝴蝶也不管时令,振着带斑的翅,就往花心里落——倒像是把秋的余温,都藏进了这冬的白里。</p><p>溪水上的冰裂着细纹,底下的水还在流,亮得像碎银。菊叶上积着薄雪,边缘却泛着青,是不肯被冻住的活气。蝴蝶的触须抖了抖,像是在跟花说:“别怕冷,我带了点夏的风来。”</p><p>人总说冬是沉寂的,可你看这蝶、这菊、这没冻僵的溪,哪有半分颓意?冬的白,是给热闹的颜色腾地方呢,像宣纸上的留白,等着这些鲜活的生命,来填最亮的那笔。</p><p class="qf_image big noneditable" contenteditable="false"><img src="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/forum/20260128073941front1_0_451696_Fpn5p4liPmRd47TEqzPNwDNyPZwx.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" alt="" width="1440" height="1920" data-qf-origin="forum/20260128073941front1_0_451696_Fpn5p4liPmRd47TEqzPNwDNyPZwx.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" data-qf-thumb="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/forum/20260128073941front1_0_451696_Fpn5p4liPmRd47TEqzPNwDNyPZwx.jpg?imageView2/2/w/1080|watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" data-qf-thumb-origin="forum/20260128073941front1_0_451696_Fpn5p4liPmRd47TEqzPNwDNyPZwx.jpg?imageView2/2/w/1080|watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" /></p><p> </p> <!----></div> 早上好 画中蝶 冬蝶无机会,自来画中催。
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