<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"> 昵稱：安暖一生</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"> 美篇號：65323326</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;"> 圖：安暖一生自拍</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">一晃金秋，一念執(zhí)著</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">蝶停在五色梅的嬌艷里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">吮飲被陽光煮軟的甜香</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">觸角輕顫，碰落半盞秋風</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">蝶翼宛如逸出的釉彩</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">抖落瓷胎上的冰裂紋</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">以蹁躚的形態(tài)</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">把青綠山水裁成翅尖的鱗粉</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">每片都洇著宋人的煙嵐</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">?</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">此去經(jīng)年，歲月荏苒</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">它的翅翼是移動的古卷</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">馱著某個朝代的雨</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">攜著某個清晨的露</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">打馬而過的不是少年</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">是光陰把自己縛成繭</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">又咬破蛹殼</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在我的鏡頭里舒展成</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">一幀會呼吸的青綠</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">?</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">青石巷的煙雨猶在織網(wǎng)</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">天青色等的不是煙雨</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">是這只彩蝶振翅時</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">抖落的半闕宋詞</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">和藏在鱗粉里的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">未寫完的春天</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">當它掠過雕花的窗臺</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">時光就被燙出一個藍綠色的洞</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">?</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我看見某年某月的遇見</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">正悄悄從幽深的洞里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">探出帶著花香的指尖</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">于是花瓣里的星子紛紛醒轉</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那是被李白醉后揉碎的銀河</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">漏進了江南的花萼</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那些姹紫嫣紅的往事</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">原是蝶翅上的星圖</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">每片鱗粉都住著一個</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">逃出來的黎明</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在我的相冊里，把遺忘</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">釀成了永不凋謝的光</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">?</span></p>