季节拿起屠刀

                  收割每一寸妖娆

                  碳烧一样的烘烤

                  把沉闷点着

                  诗的温度也开始升高

                  他们说你是岁月的脸

                  一半残缺、一半完满

                  就如尘世里的情感

                  满则减，少则填

                  最后成诗：古难全

                  寂静之声

                  纯真也如此寂寞

                  时光消瘦了心里的痕

                  一瞬间百转千回

                  穿越时空的长廊

                  那年、那月

                  匆匆一瞥甚是想念

                  在静默里伶仃

                  风兀自吹吹停停

                  心上有浅浅的诗意出征

                  柔香轻落

                  醉了月下美景

                  不过是想

                  将今晚的月色挥霍

                  心上临一池荷

                  以敷衍寂寞

                  可我终究遮掩不住凉薄

                  当星光陨落

                  那纸间流转的还是惶惑

                  柔香轻落

                  已有深情成河

                  那我当用静默勘破

                  任云水禅心

                  在一碟素墨里静坐

                  你听，你细细听

                  似谁与谁说

                  原来，这人间烟火

                  总有相思旖旎如歌

                  此刻，恰有柔香轻落

                  我的小字里藏着无比寻常的鲜活

                  梦还在月光声里厚重

                  期许依然点亮晴空

                  只是那光阴葱茏

                  原来，深情从来不曾放松

                  那么，写旧的词行里

                  是不是还是那句

                  烟花不堪剪  只道是寻常


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