<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">文字／岁月无痕</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">图／网络（诚谢）</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(237, 35, 8); font-size:22px;">女人花</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是水做的，还是铁做的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">多像刚柔相济的藤蔓</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">沿着岁月轨迹</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">开枝散叶，向崖壁攀援</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">风雨下，泛黄的根茎</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">紧紧抓住执念</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">淡淡的香，长长的情</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">镂雕浓浓的恋</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">似无数条纤弱的手</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">扶起每一天新的太阳，上岸</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"></span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(237, 35, 8); font-size:22px;">母亲海</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">海水涨了又退，年复一年</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">渔网，凉晒的滩涂边</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">母亲的银发，似补网的线</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">日渐稀疏。终有一天</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">夕阳西下时，还未及织完</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">网，留了一个豁口</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">打捞生计的帆</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">还记得那日离殇的海岸吗</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">又如何懂得母亲</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">故意，向大海放生鱼卵</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"></span></p>