<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">辞旧迎新</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">巴山一松/四川</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">时间的年轮即将封口</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">半山的枫叶红透后</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">安详地落下</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">最后一片叶</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">田地，蔬菜葱茏</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">小麦油菜自由生长</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">辛劳一年</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">闲下来的人们</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">其实也不闲</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">大人大包小包地买</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">少女们散步中勾兑情感</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">青年们火炉前一边碰杯</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">一边神侃</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">远方</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">巴山一松/四川</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">小时候，远方在视线之外</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">隔着一条河，一座山</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">远过一片云彩，一声雁鸣</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">长大后，远方在想象之中</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那里有草原，有海洋</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那里有梦想，也有彷徨</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">见过草原，踏过海浪</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">也追逐过梦想</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">而今脚步慢下来，彷徨不再</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">一缕炊香飘起的地方</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那有女儿，是我最远的远方</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">只差一场雪</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">文/巴山一松</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">小雪，还是不见雪</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">阳光少露脸</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">热度照例弱了，直至不见</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">叶以不同的方式存在</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">有的黄，有的红</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">有的优雅地飘落</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">白菜，萝卜，葱蒜</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">与小麦主宰田野</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">此时，生机勃勃</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">只差一场雪</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">重现童年</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">唤醒春天……</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">雨落在雪上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">巴山一松/四川</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">一场大雪，白了塔子山</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">青松不见青，白塔更加白</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">有风好事，掀起人发</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">掀起飘飘衣袂</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">刺骨的寒里，夹带雨</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">让赏雪的人奔跑着躲闭</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">回望</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">一些玻璃心，千疮百孔……</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">风与风铃</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">巴山一松/四川</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">与风相遇，是需要缘分的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">何时何地，不早也不晚</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">就没有错过的遗憾</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">一串风铃悬挂于窗前</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">阳光不是她所顾盼</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">鲜花也不是她所依偎</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">一缕风来，不急也不重</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">刚好打动那串风铃</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">一碰，再碰</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">脆脆的声音</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">荡进屋来</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">潜入宝宝午后的梦</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">夜归人</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">巴山一松/四川</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">最后一缕霞光，被夜色没收</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">华灯初上，小鸟归林</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">炊香从哪里来又到哪里去</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">他们无暇顾及</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">高三，分秒都是黄金</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">习题如海，压力如山</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">扬鞭不扬鞭，是牛就得奋蹄</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">晚归，没有选择的选择</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">下课铃响，起立，关灯</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">浩浩荡荡，奔向一张床</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">落叶是黄色的海</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">文/巴山一松（四川）</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">霜降后，秋从山顶下行</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">又从丰收的田野四散开去</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">所到之处 ，草木皆有所应</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">万源山高，红色小城</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">那些银杏树率先遵从号令</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">就像九十多年前</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">参加万源保卫战的军民</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">一叶又一叶，轻快如飞蝶</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">落向沟渠，飘向田野</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">义无反顾，无边的黄叶是海</span></p>