风儿从原野飘来

                             这个季节

                             秋意随我渐渐的衰老

                             风儿从原野飘来

                             与我相遇

                             犹如阳光逆向聚焦

                             朝着同一束光影

                             将湿漉漉的天空吞纳

                             嚼惯了时光的味道

                             日子庸常 索然无味

                             桂枝的缝隙开始酝幽酿香

                             是原野那一丝风的拂手

                             将温情和思辨撩开

                             毫无提防的睿智与祈盼

                             一缕潜藏心底的情愫

                             被触醒 打开 激活

                             一片竹叶无声落池

                             静悄的居然没起一纹涟漪

                             平静的水面

                             倒影虚竹并未凌乱

                             水里的云彩

                             被镶进墨绿色的镜子里

                             惟有那壶前生约定的香茗

                             能将懒悟中的秋池涨满么

                             晚霞像一道燃旺的烈焰

                             心在聆听

                             原野深处

                             响起遥望的风标

                             它的神情端庄怡然

                             手脚似乎还在醉着

                             深入浅出的日子

                             微风丝丝

                             残红一抹

                             守望着的

                             是那份无垠的纯净与安详

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