春天

                                       像一条弯弯的河

                                       清明的河水

                                       为了和季节相约

                                       载着云朵

                                       怀着执着

                                       为了山的笑脸

                                       为满足大地的生活

                                       它不在意风来皱面

                                       不回顾道路蹉跎

                                       但却总是出于无意

                                       从我身边悄悄走过

 

                                       春天像画师的笔

                                       描绘出柳绿山青

                                       点厾着五颜六色的花朵

                                       可  这笔啊

                                       却在莺歌燕舞时

                                       从手中慢慢地滑落

                                       给人留下寂寞

 

                                       春天像孩童的脸啊

                                       有阳光闪耀

                                       给人无限生机和快乐

                                       也会风雨潇潇

                                       传走满腔喜悦

                                       有时得意情长  为大地

                                       播种生机勃勃

                                       可是  春天啊

                                       又总是伏笔 无可奈何

 

 

 

                                               ==你就是春天== 图1

 

                                                  文 月下芦笙

                                       走在绿色里
                                       你就是春天
                                       纯真  飞扬成生命的华锦
                                       童心  穿过芳草的光鲜
                                       当美好一步步靠近
                                       邪恶便一天天走远
                                       在看见你的霎那间
                                       我的心中被数不清的祝愿
                                       塞满

 

 

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                                     ==世间什么最难懂== 图3

 

                                                 文 月下芦笙

                                      忘了成败
                                      忘了输赢
                                      忘了所有的痛

                                      每一块土地都用自己的情操
                                      抚摸小草成长的节拍
                                      每棵小草都在自己的天涯
                                      甦醒生命的感动

                                      人世间什么最难懂
                                      是无法解释的情
                                      和   被情操纵的梦

 

 

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                                        ==亲情==

 

                                                  文 月下芦笙

                                       心最柔软的地方
                                       当是亲情
                                       那里  有生命的延续
                                       那里  有血脉的传承
                                       每一声稚嫩
                                       都被惊喜颠覆成天高地阔
                                       每一步蹒跚
                                       都被疼爱包围的水泄不通
                                       抱着你  象抱着一团希望
                                       拉着你  象拉着一缕春风
                                       你吃药的时候  我嘴里苦
                                       你打针的时候  我心上疼
                                       你似乎知道了我的软肋
                                        一叠声儿的“爷爷”
                                       便融化了我的
                                       春夏秋冬

 

 

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                                       ==男人.女人==

 

                                                  文 月下芦笙

                                       如果  女人是花朵
                                       那么  男人是什么
                                       是一抔热土   一块顽石
                                       还是
                                       拴在岁月上的
                                       一条枷锁
 
                                       其实我很愿
                                       混沌成一抹斜阳
                                       滞留在云的一角
                                       在花儿尽兴的绽放后
                                       和花儿一起
                                       坠落

 

 

 

 

 

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                                        ==人生的画册==

 

                                                    文 月下芦笙

 

                                        人生的画册
                                        描绘的那么五颜六色
                                        春天  亢奋着出发
                                        冬天  在奔突里沉默
                                        都说  快乐是一块明朗的天
                                        蓝天下没有苦涩
                                        可我每每用心地画着春夏秋冬
                                        画出来的却是涂满虔诚的迷惑
 
                                        那天  我做了一个梦
                                        梦见春风告诉我
                                        它和我都是上个轮回里
                                        相邀的过客

 

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                                   ==与鸟儿对话==  图46

 

                                                  文 月下芦笙

                                       笼里的鸟儿
                                       喳喳地叫着
                                       宝宝的眼里
                                       充满了疑惑
                                       你呆在笼子里
                                       为什么不去托儿所
                                       你使劲地叫
                                       是唱歌还是说你饿
                                       我想让爷爷带你去吃肯德基
                                       我还请你做我的电动火车
                                       留下来陪我  行么

                                       小鸟依然在叫
                                       可宝宝一句也没听懂哦
                                       后来爷爷告诉宝宝
                                       小鸟说   它想家了

 

 

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                                     ==小鸟的家在树上== 图52

 

                                                  文 月下芦笙

                                       爷爷说  小鸟的家在树上
                                       为了回家  它长了翅膀
                                       它能飞的很高  它不怕风雨
                                       被雨淋湿的时候
                                       它会等着太阳
                                       他喜欢蓝天白云
                                       还有雨后的彩虹
                                       晚上它会躺在自己的小床上
                                       数星星   问候月亮

 

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                          感谢好友赠诗:

 

                                        相约.夏夜

                                                   文 私语
 
                                       闭着眼，聆听，想像
                                       仿佛一阵温柔的风
                                       轻轻吹来
                                       吹过故乡的天空
                                       吹过城市的灯火
                                       吹过春天的鸟语花香
                                       吹过颤抖不已的心

                                       仿佛躺在时间的河上
                                       遥望春光烂漫
                                       涉水而来
                                       是纯净如甘泉的笑
                                       是娉婷若青鸟的音符
                                       是夏夜尘香芬芳，忧思万缕

                                       我知道
                                       阳光曦微中
                                       你的疼痛，留在别处
                                       你的故事，沧桑在他乡
                                       只是
                                       怎么放得下这如水的月色
                                       怎么放得下这夏夜的相约
                                       ......

 

                                                  文 晓径三分田

 

                                       他正走着他走过的路
                                       也许步子还是稚嫩的稚嫩
                                       阳光亲吻着不孤单的脚印
                                       虽然人儿早已走进了前方的前方
                                       大手牵着小手
                                       顺着指尖的方向看得见方向
                                       小手拽起大手
                                       紧握掌心的希望握紧了希望
                                       怀抱，就在这里
                                       已在这里，还将一直在这里

 

 

                                                    文 杨柳

 

                                       谁在谁的门前种下了一缕牵挂？

                                       微风轻轻刮，细雨柔柔下

                                       这一幅春天的画

                                       成了谁心底里最美的玫瑰花?

                                       一道栅栏，一弯篱笆

                                       那一簇淡白的菊花

                                       是不是成了四季里凋零之后最美的一朵奇葩?

                                       绿的叶红的花

                                       能否与这清浅的夏相遇在海之角天之涯？

                                       门前的葡萄架，似一串紫风铃

                                       哼着小曲  绕着我

                                       青山绿水的这一个家

 

 

 

                                      ==潦草的痕迹==

 

                                                  文 月下芦笙

 

                                       我是匆匆的笔
                                       时光是浓浓的墨
                                       我曾把七情六欲
                                       都摆在了岁月的书桌
 
                                       我的作业被光阴批注成风华
                                       我的痕迹被天地潦草成如梭
                                       我常常问自己
                                       春花秋月  我读懂了么
 
                                       滚滚红尘  我似乎
                                       忽略了快乐这首歌
                                       只记住了
                                       苦涩那堂课