念故人诗三首之三：花 之 韵

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是夜，阴雨绵绵，心绪沉重，故难以入眠，遂起身披衣，灯下独酌。观窗外细雨霏霏，听远处雷声隆隆，因有所感，故作诗三首，以抒胸臆。何以写陶写铃写花者？因有感于一故人之名也。其名曰：tao ling hua

花 之 韵

                                      有人问我
                                      什么东西最热爱生活
                                      我回答
                                      花
                                      不信你看那
                                      红色  白色
                                      蓝色  紫色
                                      还有金黄色的
                                      花
                                      摇曳在青青的草地上
                                      仿佛大海上欢闹的波涛
                                      激情而又活泼 
           

                                      难道它们不知道
                                      在它们的日历上
                                      春天是翻得最快的一页 
                                     

                                      鲜花毕竟盛开过一次了
                                      它们把生命的花瓣
                                      在短暂的春天
                                      统统张开
                                      尽情享受这美好的人生
                                      让我们看到
                                      它们是何等的娇艳
                                      并让它的芳香
                                      和着太阳的温暖
                                      来解除我们的饥渴
                                      使我们
                                      如痴如醉
                                      快活无比 

                                      那阵阵袭人的清香啊
                                      温暖而令人颤抖
                                      犹如梵哑林上传来的阵阵音韵
                                      醉了月亮
                                      醉了太阳
                                      也醉了
                                      沉睡的
                                      我