<h3><ul><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;"></span></li></ul><span style="line-height: 1.8;"><ul><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">周而</span><span style="line-height: 1.8;">复始的白天，</span><br></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">去而折返的黑夜，</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">头纹权做下酒菜，</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">醉向入怀的新年。</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">生活的经历，</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">山角下的身影，</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">油盐酱醋的味道，</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">追着远去的云，</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">未曾作别。</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">我躲在曰历后面，</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">恍然将我拉入新年，</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">沒有抛起的意思，</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">好好活吧。</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">我经历着山川芬芳，</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">经历着树木小草的枯荣，</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">径历着山峰的顶天立地，</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">经历着年轮的生生不息。</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">时钟如我心跳，</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">催我生活的脚印，</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">年令浅浅变老，</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">催我决无选择。</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">我看着春去秋来的果实，</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">看着时代变迁的高楼，</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">看着飞来飞去的燕子，</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">生活真好，</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">作者，高阳，</span></li><li><span style="line-height: 1.8;">于二0二0年元月，</span></li></ul></span></h3> <h3>高阳，凤翔，彪角，导子营人。</h3>