溪山坐忘 柳丝把溪水梳成软缎，花瓣是绣上去的碎红。
<!----><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>溪山坐忘</p><p>柳丝把溪水梳成软缎，花瓣是绣上去的碎红。白鹭立在石上，倒像枚白玉扣，将这满幅的泼墨山水，轻轻系住。</p><p>云在山尖洇开，山便成了半透明的蓝。桃树不管这些，只管把花往水里抛，让流水驮着胭脂色，一路哼着歌去远方。</p><p>人若坐进这画里，该把心事也卸在溪畔。听柳梢的风、石上的鹭、花瓣落水的轻响，便知天地从不是沉默的——它把春的絮语，都藏在了水波、花影、鸟羽的颤动里。</p><p class="qf_image big noneditable" contenteditable="false"><img src="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/forum/20260217073527front1_0_451696_FjBXHA2vkIb15p7HD60x49EKRuDC.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" alt="" width="1440" height="1920" data-qf-origin="forum/20260217073527front1_0_451696_FjBXHA2vkIb15p7HD60x49EKRuDC.jpg?watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" data-qf-thumb="https://pics-app.cnyw.net/forum/20260217073527front1_0_451696_FjBXHA2vkIb15p7HD60x49EKRuDC.jpg?imageView2/2/w/1080|watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" data-qf-thumb-origin="forum/20260217073527front1_0_451696_FjBXHA2vkIb15p7HD60x49EKRuDC.jpg?imageView2/2/w/1080|watermark/1/image/aHR0cDovL3BpY3MtYXBwLmNueXcubmV0L18yMDE5MDQyNTA5MTYwMF81Y2MxMGE1MDc5ZjY2LnBuZw==/dissolve/100/gravity/SouthEast" /></p><p> </p> <!----></div> 好画好文 看看就好
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