那年 那事 那红尘

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<h3 style="text-align: center;">&nbsp; &nbsp;那年 那事 那红尘</h3><h3 style="text-align: center;"> 文/风吹发丝</h3><h3 style="text-align: center;"> &nbsp;</h3><h3><br></h3><h3> &nbsp;当迟暮容颜,鹤发苍苍,我,依然是你的初衷;你,仍然还是我的永恒,我愿意在最深的流年里,安放红尘,静守时光。</h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; ——题记</h3> <h3>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;那年</h3><h3><br></h3><h3>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 那年,春正暖,花正红。捧一缕朝阳,暖,柔,谧。那一抹灵光如玻璃般清亮,闪闪烁烁,耀目醉心。青葱田野上,布谷声声,溪水潺潺,鸟儿抖动着心跳,静静打量着诗情画意。微风闲逸,梨花如雪,青翠的山色催醒了记忆,恍惚间仿佛看见了叶与树不期而遇的美丽,指尖拈花,谁在河畔?于是一场花事红飘绿飞,御风而行 ,织云坠锦般缤纷盛开了。 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</h3><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 那年,夏正灿,兰正香。掬一抹雨岱,凉,清,透,柔和着清风,一缕情愫宛如一帘幽梦,在心底悄悄萌动,点点生长。细雨轻飘,撑伞在那一弯雨巷,看玉树婆娑,看雨丝翩飞,清清爽爽,丝丝甘甜。驻足回眸间,低眉浅笑,情思飞扬,不经意间仿佛已读懂了最美的诗篇。</div><div><br></div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 那年,秋正熟,菊正黄。采一帘满山红叶,轻,艳,灵,雁鸣天朗,茫茫云际,明亮、干爽,一片金灿的风景,不厌其倦地装饰着广阔苍穹。天蓝的似一汪海水,清亮、透彻,夕阳西坠,一地落红。寂寥的黄昏,犹如一幅经过岁月攀岩的山水画,充满着诗意般沧桑的韵味,落英缤纷的小径,依旧是过往留香。注视着舞动的落叶,双眸似潋滟的一泓秋水,虽有掩饰不住的忧伤,却又多了几份莫名的温馨。</div><div><br></div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 那年,冬正寒,雪正飘。搂一树铁骨梅香,洁,雅,傲。远山苍茫,寒风瑟瑟,无法言语的寒冷,散落于城市的角角落落,红萧绿损越发加深了眼中的沧桑,独自徘徊从一片落叶开始,伫立雪中,静心凝神,片刻间时间也忘记了游走,默然妖娆在自己的季节里,心中的繁重沉淀,也引发为一首感慨的小诗,退却了澎湃,消隐了汹涌。</div><div><br></div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 那年,风有方向,回忆有角,我,路过你的眼眸;你,扎过我的身影。</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 那年,轻依轩窗,诗意阑珊,我,去的太早;你,明白的太迟。</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 那年,细雨斜织,雨落肩花,我,在桥上;你,在水中。</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 那年,菩提树下,寂寞花开,我,未老;你,依旧。</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 那年,你是春江水暖,你是碧绿如兰,你是一树一树的花开,你是人间四月天。</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 那年,我颠倒了心中的世界,只盼风轻、天蓝......</div><div><br></div> <h3>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 那事</h3><h3><br></h3><h3>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;流年如水,厚薄不减。打开冰清的时光,思绪,吹响了一段流水的天涯,细细触摸,喃喃陶醉,恍惚间,记忆,句句飘烟,字字出尘,像一瓣花蕊,悠悠开放,那事,便漫过色彩斑斓的梦境,徘徊在无人问津的墙隅,最终生根在蓝色回忆里。于你,不需想起,于我,无法忘记。每每眺望,都会涌动出一份暖暖的感动。</h3><div><br></div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 岁月悠悠,花开半季。站在风的方向,那个花雨成诗的季节,曾芬芳了多少寂寞的流年,美了双眼,醉了情心,隔着时光,默默凝望,心上婉约的清愁,卷起万千涟漪,如风般淡淡去,浅浅归,那事,在行色匆匆中,一路奔走,一路遗落,似一阵雨,轻敲岁月的窗,纤尘不染,原来,有些眷恋,不是转山转水的一诚相携,而是相惜相知的浅浅相望。</div><div><br></div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 时光深处,挚爱回首。坐在季节的杯盏中,临风而立,一份灵动,滋润转辗,浸漫心中,记忆,飘在流年静好中,依在一抹浅香里,惚隐惚现,那一抹素描,那一帘墨韵,定格了你的前世,烙印了我的今生,那事,便似露珠般,晶莹剔透,滚落一地,无法拾捡,弹指间,芬芳已尽;转身后,泪已倾城,</div><div>原来,沧桑年年都有痕。</div><div><br></div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 心向远方,静默如初。流过苍白的季节,捻指诗意,轻轻舒展,寄居笔下的情怀如风舞霓裳,惹落尘烟,从清晨到暮合,从微凉到余暖,沧桑了心绪,凌乱了脚步。那事,便似一缕斜风,有点期盼,有点彷徊,浅浅停留在心湖上,不问花开几许,不问刹那芳华,只愿舒心向暖,心境如斯。</div><div><br></div><div>那事,曾经,画影,燃起飞花万千。<br></div><div>那事,素衣,淡裹,撑起明月一片。</div><div>那事,寻觅,凝视,响起素歌半阙。</div><div>那事,轻捻,回望,依然如若初见。</div><div>那事,浅行,静好,心自清欢安然。</div><div>那事,一念,倾心,再念,倾城......</div><div><br></div> <h3>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 那红尘</h3><h3><br></h3><h3>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;红尘若梦,繁华万千。一次遥远眺望,深邃穿越千山,谁?燃起了谁的爱?谁?又拨动了谁的情?时间搁浅了等待,亦苍白了容颜。花落随心,花开随意,一个凝眸,许是情缘一场,一次挥手,更可能是陌路天涯。尘缘如梦,一指风华,静了浅浅流年,却乱了红尘三千,谁?可以,许爱?谁?又能够,许老?</h3><div><br></div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;紫陌红尘,静守时光。一叶兰舟飘来,看遍苍穹万里,谁?望穿几重秋水?谁?看断几叠烟云?执笔落墨,卷书成章,遮不住泪,掩不住伤,一个牵绊,便是地久,一个转身,已是天涯;似水流年,泪落红尘,不说再见,不诉悲欢,在烟雨中静处,在沉默中守望,谁?是谁的念?谁?又是谁的牵?</div><div><br></div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 转身流年,浅笑红尘。一曲雕花轻笼,弹遍悠悠蓝谷,谁?是谁前世的眷恋?谁?又是谁今生的期盼?一次回眸,把天涯望穿;一次花开,便成永恒,你一尺深情,老了誓言;我一丈执着,更瘦了红颜。缘起,半生遥望,缘灭,终生成殇。谁?为谁忧?谁?又为谁愁?</div><div><br></div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 红尘飘落,独留我梦。一澜碧水云天,书尽一世情缘,谁?是谁苍白的等待,谁?又是谁不变的誓言?一念起,花开陌上,一念落,陌路一场,红尘深处,恹恹前行,一朝风华,醉了天长地久;一夕月,痛了地老天荒,剪不断的恋,理不清的念。谁?为谁守望?谁?又为谁执着?</div><div><br></div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 那红尘,不过是浮云万丈,却早已缘深似海。那情,那爱,已婉转千年。<br></div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 那红尘,不过是繁花三千,却卷尽流沙万里,那风,那雨,已疮痍满目。</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 那红尘,不过是染遍四季,却烟波滑过水岸,那河,那畔,已阡陌荒芜。</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 那红尘,不过是禅心一曲,却已是片帆影去,那人,那事,已染遍风华。</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 风景未老,岁月已远,朝夕一瞬,落笔红尘。<br></div><div><br></div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;那年,那事,那红尘,没有擦肩却已相遇,</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;那情,那景,那流年,没有刻骨却已铭心。</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;一个人,一座城;一个人,一片景......</div><div><br></div> <h3 style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;&nbsp;</h3><h3 style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;文/风吹发丝</h3><h3 style="text-align: center;"><br></h3><h3 style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;写于2013.6.26晚</h3>

那事

红尘

那年

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时光

花开

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沧桑

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