<p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">草】木搖落露為霜</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">木】衰猶記夏時蔥</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">搖】風殘葉辭枝去</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">落】照斜暉熏晚空</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">露】墜荒階凝冷意</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">為】添清寂入庭中</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">霜】鋪庭院寒初至</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">靜】賞秋光意未窮</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor">?</span></span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">?</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">風把草木的綠，揉成淺黃時</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">第一片葉，就接到了告別的信號</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">它貼著枝椏晃了晃</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">不是猶豫</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是把夏末的余溫</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">多留了半秒</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">?</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">露是最先察覺冷的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">趁夜趴在石階上、草尖上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">等晨光漫過，就凝住身形</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">它不說話</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">?只把涼意遞出去</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像中秋寄出的一封帶著溫度的信</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><span class="ql-cursor">?</span></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">再后來，這信被風翻得更厚</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">露便換了模樣，成為霜</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">輕輕覆在野徑、覆在枯木上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">沒有聲響，卻讓每一寸秋</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">都有了清晰的輪廓</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我們站在霜色里，不用多說</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">就懂了</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">這是季節(jié)最溫柔的收梢</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">?</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">后來枝椏空了，木干裸著紋路</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像把藏了一夏的話</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">全攤開在風里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">每一陣搖晃，都不是徒勞</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是讓飄遠的葉</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">能再望一眼</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">曾擁著它的懷抱</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">?</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p>