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                                     有一天，突然梦见了桥，
                                     通向无数道路的桥。

                                     马可波罗走过，

                                     中国的桥。
                                     但不是，
                                     没有文字能力的记载，
                                     也不是，
                                     口述人说的路迢迢。

      

                                    多少岁月，
                                    从幼儿时起，
                                    懵懂、顽皮、无奈，

                                    到阴霾与阳光，
                                    没有人知道，
                                    是最深的记忆——
        

                                                                      颐和园十七孔桥
                                       

                                    颐和园昆明湖，
                                    十七孔桥，
                                    高高的玉石栏杆。
                                    我不听大人召唤，
                                    激动地朝下飞跑，
                                    收不住脚摔倒桥下，
                                    溅一身泥水，疼得哭闹。
                                         母亲蹲在在湖边，
                                    洗涤儿子衣裤，
                                    这是第一次感悟的桥。

 

                                                            如今的卢沟桥 

                                   每逢周末，
                                   母亲带着我，

                                   从长辛店10中回西城家中。
                                   车行卢沟桥，
                                   眼前掠过一个个石狮，
                                   萌动着蓬发的种子。
                                   但不知，
                                 “ 9.18”山河沦丧，
                                   才有这里爆发的枪声。
                                   数不清的睡狮，
                                   桥头“卢沟晓月”，
                                   刻下的是民族耻辱。

                              
                     七七事变日军攻占卢沟桥                                                   疯狂的侵略者

                                  西郊香山，

                                  白云萃荫深处，

                                  蕴含多少名人文化。

                                  随外婆上山，

                                  祭扫先人墓地。

                                  在眼镜湖桥，

                                  外婆谆谆教诲：

                                  做一个懂事的孩子，

                                  将来要像修桥一样，

                                  向善积德。

 

                          
  我和外婆、母亲（后排右）当年合影                         香山眼镜湖桥，松柏翠绿依旧                                     
                                 

                                  跟父亲去东北，

                                  列车驶过铁桥，

                                  出山海关，

                                  一片凝寒大地。

                                  松花江畔，好奇雾凇，

                                  白雪茫茫，
                                  童年的新生活。

              

             
                 父子合影                                                              江畔雾凇

                                 

                                  夏日黄昏，垂柳扶风。
                                  和父亲散步桥边，
                                  两岸依稀灯火。

                                  文革山雨欲来，
                                  回想不起父子对话，
                                  却记住父亲一句：
                                “我过的桥比你走的路多。”

 

                                                                          松花江大桥

                                 “英雄城”四平，                                 

                                  深秋，天桥，

                                  不见桥下秋水，
                                  桥上风刀霜剑。
                                  这里曾经，

                                  任凭“吹打”，
                                  兄弟相煎的悲剧，

                                  后来人的坎坷、沉重。

                                

 
跨越滇缅公路的索桥

                                  

                                  光阴如梭，

                                   一晃来到21世纪。

                                  那年仲夏，
                                  赴滇采访“时代先锋”。
                                  崎岖山路，悬崖峭壁，
                                  澜沧江索桥，
                                  滚滚怒江惠通桥，
                                  中国远征军，
                                  从这里开赴缅甸战场，

                                  忠烈男儿埋骨异邦，
                                  魂归来兮，
                                  真正的《浴血荣光》。

 

                                                              澜沧江索桥仍惊心动魄

                                  2011年即将去国远行。
                                  四月清明，

                                  探亲历史名城，

                                  途经乌江，
                                  晴虹桥影出，

                                  春燕橹声来。
                                  抚桥伫立，

                                  绵绵青山，
                               “天险重飞度”，
                                  滔滔江水，
                                  何时再返故乡？

 

                                                                       遵义乌江大桥

                                  丽江古城小桥流水，

                                  河溪清澈，

                                  映衬旧宅楼阁，
                                  欢快纳西歌舞，

                                  遥遥玉龙雪山，

                                  质朴、圣洁，
                                “断肠人在天涯”。

                             

                                   

                                                                 小桥流水人家                                                            

                                 晚霞映照圣劳伦斯河，  

                                 车行百年铁桥，

                                 沿岸高楼林立、教堂巍峨，

                                 游子思母，低吟异乡。

                                 白日登高远望，

                                 似见港珠澳桥，

                                 如长龙蜿蜒，无边无际，

                                 而始于高歌零丁洋。

                                 一座座小桥、大桥，

                                  藤桥、木桥、石桥、拱桥，

                                  铁桥，斜拉桥，
                                  通往每个人走过的路，
                                  连接着世界八方。
                                 
                            
                                                                       丽江古桥

                                        它们风雨苍茫，

                                  穿越时空，
                                  是历史的无声见证，
                                  承载着国家和民族的记忆，
                                  也寄寓了人的追梦、情殇......

 

                                                                               

 

 

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