<p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">那張臉已辨不出原本模樣，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">腫脹，青紫，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">凝結(jié)的血痂封住嘴角。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">唯有眼睛——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">穿過血污的簾幕望向鐵窗，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">方寸之外，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">一片梧桐新葉正被初夏的風(fēng)</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">輕輕送入囚牢。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">他的手指在陰影里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">微微顫動，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">試圖觸碰那遙遠的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">人間的綠意。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">痛楚在骨骼間奔涌，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">肌肉發(fā)出無聲的嘶吼。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">電流穿過時，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">牙齒咬破口腔，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">滿是腥咸。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">他們用盡刑具，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">要撬開他的嘴，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">掏出那些深埋的名字——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">那些同樣信仰的種子。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">他記得骨頭的脆響，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">記得冷水灌進肺腑的窒息，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">記得烙鐵逼近時</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">皮肉焦糊的氣味。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">但他記得更清的，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是多年前閩江畔，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">青衫少年在夜燈下</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">初讀《資本論》時</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">指尖的震顫。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">真理如閃電</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">劈開半生迷霧，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">從此書生卸下長衫，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">將生命鑄成</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">甘愿背負的重軛。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">意識在清醒與模糊間</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">漂浮。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">恍惚聽見</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">女兒稚嫩的歌聲，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">看見妻子燈下縫衣的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">側(cè)影。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">心猛地收緊——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">這痛楚勝過所有酷刑。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">他辜負了她們。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">選擇這條不歸路，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">就把無盡的夜</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">留給了最愛的人。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">不是沒有猶豫過，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">柔軟的人性</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">常在深夜啃噬心臟。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">但更大的愛——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">對這片土地上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">千萬哭泣靈魂的愛，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">終如星河傾瀉，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">淹沒螢火般的私念。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">新一輪審訊開始。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">面相斯文的官員</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">帶著偽善的嘆息：</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">“吳先生何苦？</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">以君之才，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">何必為虛妄主義</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">受這皮肉之苦？</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">人生如朝露……”</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">他奮力抬頭，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">腫脹的嘴唇</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">扯出嘲諷的弧度：</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">“你們用酷刑丈量忠誠，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">用死亡恐嚇信仰。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">卻永遠不懂——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">有些重量</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">能壓碎生命的天平?！?lt;/span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">想起同志們了。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">那些沉默的交通員，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">那些在暗夜跋涉的戰(zhàn)友。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">他們是無數(shù)溪流，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">終將匯成</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">沖垮舊堤的洪濤。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">此刻的堅守</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">不僅為自己，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">更為那條</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">必將抵達的光明路。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">他的犧牲</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">將是洪流中</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">最沉的基石。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">最后時刻來臨。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">刑場荒草萋萋，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">天空是無言的灰白。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">他挺直身軀，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">整理破碎的囚衣。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">槍口對準后背——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">這是對“叛逆”的儀式。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">他沒有回頭。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">望向遠方，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">望向可能永不能見的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">新天地。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">用盡最后氣力呼喊，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">聲音不高卻如驚雷</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">滾過刑場</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">穿透時間帷幕——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">“新中國萬歲！”</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">槍聲響起。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">聲息隨風(fēng)散去。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">而他的身影</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在槍響前剎那</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">已凝固成山岳。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">這不是肉身的傾頹，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是精神的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">絕對矗立。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">身軀倒下，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">鮮血滲入泥土。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">就在那片殷紅旁，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">一株野草頂開碎石</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">倔強地</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">一寸寸</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">向天空生長。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">信仰呵，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">原來真有形狀。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是受刑時緊咬的牙關(guān)，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是赴死時平靜的凝視，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是超越死亡的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">最后呼喊。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">用最柔軟的人性</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">千錘百煉，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">終成比鋼鐵</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">更堅強的存在。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">寫于《沉默的榮耀》劇終</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"> 2025.10.19凌晨2點</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor">?</span></span></p>