<p class="ql-block"><b style="font-size:22px;">冬至情思</b></p><p class="ql-block"><b style="font-size:22px; color:rgb(237, 35, 8);">刘旭平</b></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">家乡的习俗</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">冬至吃饺子 还有祭祖
</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><br></span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">暖与冷的碰撞</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">悲与喜的融合</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在记忆的摇篮里
</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><br></span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">有 </span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">母亲忙碌的身影</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">一桌饭菜的热气腾腾</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">当</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">锅碗瓢盆交响曲在轩堂奏响</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">人间烟火的温暖</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">在岁月的回眸里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">盛满馨香
</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><br></span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">如今</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">母亲的三鲜馅</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">已成为生命中永恒的记忆
</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><br></span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">煮一锅水饺</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">再也没有了母亲的味道
</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"><br></span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">捧一束白菊</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">将无尽的思念</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">融入孤山净土</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">……</span></p>