浅夏如烟

钟声清脆

<h1 style="text-align: center; "><b>浅夏如烟</b></h1><div><b>&nbsp;</b></div><h5 style="text-align: center; "><font color="#010101">文/孙晓钟<br>图/白夜行</font></h5><div><font color="#167efb">&nbsp;</font></div><div>春花抖落绚烂繁华,</div><div>漫天飞絮停止了喧哗。</div><div>披一袭薄薄的轻纱,</div><div>款款而来是如烟的浅夏。</div><div>风不再肆意凛冽,</div><div>热的温度陡然增加。</div><div>阳光也不再温文尔雅,</div><div>躲过匝地的浓阴尽情倾洒。</div><div>枯萎的心思早已发芽,</div><div>在暖暖的摩挲下慢慢长大。</div><div>&nbsp;</div><div>时光走出如诗般的童话,</div><div>春已不盈一握,</div><div>岁月留下最美的一段牵挂,</div><div>让碧绿青翠塞满心匣。</div><div>风,吹乱了你温顺的长发,</div><div>装饰了如烟的浅夏,</div><div>就这样不管不顾地飘逸潇洒,</div><h3>把琐屑的日子妆点得如诗如画。</h3>