远阳文学/诗歌/四叶草001期
<p><br/></p><section data-role="outer" label="edit by 135editor"><section data-tools="135编辑器" data-id="150419"><section data-tools="135编辑器" data-id="150827"><section style="margin: 10px auto;"><section style="margin: 5px auto;display: flex;align-items: flex-end;"><section style="width: 100%;max-width:100% !important;box-sizing:border-box;" data-width="100%"><section style="display: flex;align-items: center;"><section style="flex-shrink: 0;padding: 0 4px;box-sizing:border-box;"><section style="font-size: 16px;color: #0074c6;text-align: left;"><strong data-brushtype="text"><span leaf="">卷首语</span></strong></section></section><section style="width: 100%;height: 1px;border-top: 1px solid #0074c6;max-width:100% !important;box-sizing:border-box;" data-width="100%"><p leaf=""><span leaf=""><br/></span></p></section></section></section><section style="flex-shrink: 0;"><section style="width: 14px;box-sizing:border-box;" nodeleaf=""></section></section></section><section style="background-color: #f1f7fc;padding: 10px 10px;box-sizing:border-box;"><section data-autoskip="1" style="text-align: justify;line-height:1.75em;letter-spacing: 1.5px;font-size:14px;color:#333333;background: transparent;"><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p style="text-indent: 2em;"><span leaf="">于时光幽隅，远阳诗韵幽然闪烁。仿若星子栖于夜空，凝汇心灵的温热。</span></p><p style="text-indent: 2em;"><span style="background-color: transparent;letter-spacing: 1.5px;caret-color: red;"><span leaf="">婉约笔触，若春溪潺潺，细腻情思在字间漾波。豪放墨韵，似奔雷掣云，冲破思想的枷锁。</span></span><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p style="text-indent: 2em;"><span style="background-color: transparent;letter-spacing: 1.5px;caret-color: red;"><span leaf="">雅集间，诗意唱酬，论坛上，灵思争流。诗刊一页，岁月凝眸，传承火种长燃不休。</span></span><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p style="text-indent: 2em;"><span style="background-color: transparent;letter-spacing: 1.5px;caret-color: red;"><span leaf="">此处，为灵魂归舟，诗海扬帆，共赴千秋。任古韵新声交织如绣，于岁月长卷书就风流。</span></span><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf=""> 王红民</span></p></section></section></section></section><section data-tools="135编辑器" data-id="94633" style="font-size: 16px;"><section><section style="border-width: 1px;border-style: solid;border-color: #3d706f;box-shadow: #3d706f 1px 1px 6px;border-radius: 10px;margin-bottom: 5px;margin-right: 5px;box-sizing: border-box;"><section style="font-size: 14px;color: #3f3f3f;letter-spacing: 1.5px;padding: 1em;box-sizing: border-box;"><section><p style="text-align:center;"><strong><span leaf=""> </span></strong></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf=""><span textstyle="" style="font-size: 15px;font-weight: bold;">水仙花</span></span></p><p><span leaf=""><span textstyle="" style="font-size: 15px;font-weight: bold;">◆张晓玉</span></span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">与梅花有着微妙的应和</span></p><p><span leaf="">与美好有着苦寒的发端</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">从山川湖海来，却对一碗水感恩</span></p><p><span leaf="">献出一束花，整个房间亮了</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">时间开始置顶</span></p><p><span leaf="">世界有了中心</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">到了夜晚，那就是月亮</span></p><p><span leaf="">如果细数，就有着一群蝴蝶停泊着</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">这是一与多的关系</span></p><p><span leaf="">这是一与世界的关系</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">她，仍然站清水里</span></p><p><span leaf="">深情地看着你</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf=""><span textstyle="" style="font-size: 15px;font-weight: bold;">◆落叶</span></span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">抱紧自己，抱紧目标</span></p><p><span leaf="">不能做静止的树叶，就学习飞翔</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">黄色褐色都是小鸟，口衔云端的消息</span></p><p><span leaf="">收信人是大地</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">当信件纷纷落下，铺满了道路</span></p><p><span leaf="">像一条河，泛起涟漪</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">泊着一只只小船</span></p><p><span leaf="">没有缆绳，没有篷帆</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">被狂风卷起，翻飞着，旋转着，俯冲着</span></p><p><span leaf="">有人一声断喝：好时光</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">是隐于西风？</span></p><p><span leaf="">是隐于天空？</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><section style="text-align: center;" nodeleaf=""></section><p style="text-align: center;"><span leaf=""></span></p><p><span leaf=""><span textstyle="" style="font-size: 15px;font-weight: bold;">作者简介：</span></span></p><p><span leaf="">张晓玉，本名张晓玉，女，江苏扬州人，退休。系扬州市作家协会的会员。热爱文字，热爱家乡，主要是围绕家乡写家乡。诗与散文散见于网媒与纸媒，并经常获奖。</span></p><p><span leaf="">诗观：诗是遥望与抵达之间的瞬间，不可辜负。</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p style="line-height: 1.75em;"><span leaf=""><span textstyle="" style="font-size: 15px;font-weight: bold;">◆王红民评诗</span><span textstyle="" style="font-size: 15px;">：</span></span></p><p style="text-indent: 2em;line-height: 1.75em;"><span leaf="">张晓玉老师的这两首诗，《水仙花》与《落叶》，从自然之物中萃取深刻意蕴，展现独特视角与细腻情思。</span></p><p style="text-indent: 2em;line-height: 1.75em;"><span leaf="">《水仙花》里，水仙与梅花“微妙的应和”、“苦寒的发端”，暗示其坚韧优雅的特质。从“山川湖海”到“一碗水”的感恩，绽放照亮房间的花，水仙完成从广阔到微小又回归宏大的升华，成为时间与世界的中心，夜晚似月，花瓣如蝶，一与多、一与世界的哲思自然流淌，它静立清水“深情地看着你”，是自然对人的温柔凝视，满含生命的纯净与深情。</span></p><p style="text-indent: 2em;line-height: 1.75em;"><span leaf="">《落叶》则是另一种生命的激昂叙事。落叶不再“静止”而“学习飞翔”，色彩化为“小鸟”传递天地消息，落地似河载“小船”，无拘无束。即便被狂风摆弄，却在他人“好时光”的断喝中，于“西风”“天空”之下，隐匿着对生命起伏的坦然和对时光的豁达，这是落叶的归根与超脱，是秋暮的壮丽与安宁。</span></p><p style="text-indent: 2em;line-height: 1.75em;"><span leaf="">张晓玉老师笔触精妙，从水仙悟生命纯净和世界关联，借落叶抒时光流转和生命态度，以自然为墨，绘就心灵与哲理交融的诗意长卷，邀读者共赴一场自然与心灵的对话，于平凡中见深邃，于细微处感宏大，尽显诗之魅力。</span></p><p style="text-indent: 2em;"><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><section data-role="splitline" data-tools="135编辑器" data-id="153643"><section style="display: flex;align-items: center;margin: 10px auto;"><section style="width: 50%;height: 1px;border-top: 1px solid #f65626;box-sizing:border-box;max-width:50% !important;" data-width="50%"><span leaf=""><br/></span></section><section style="flex-shrink: 0;"><section style="width: 76px;box-sizing:border-box;" nodeleaf=""></section></section><section style="width: 50%;height: 1px;border-top: 1px solid #f65626;box-sizing:border-box;max-width:50% !important;" data-width="50%"><span leaf=""><br/></span></section></section></section><p><span leaf=""><span textstyle="" style="font-size: 15px;font-weight: bold;">◆雪天</span></span></p><p><span leaf=""><span textstyle="" style="font-size: 15px;font-weight: bold;">陈海燕</span></span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">父亲要回老家了，腊月的雪花中</span></p><p><span leaf="">离别</span></p><p><span leaf="">是刺眼的光，疼了我的眼</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">雪花渐染白发</span></p><p><span leaf="">我伸手，轻轻掸去</span></p><p><span leaf="">却又一次次飞来，从空中</span></p><p><span leaf="">落在手上，化在心底，成了泉水</span></p><p><span leaf="">连通了我和回忆</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">元旦，早上</span></p><p><span leaf="">黑脏的衣服，头发</span></p><p><span leaf="">深陷的眼眶，挂满霜雪</span></p><p><span leaf="">冻红的手，血红的小嘴微张</span></p><p><span leaf="">七十五块钱，皱巴巴的，紧攥</span></p><p><span leaf="">“去买个复读机”</span></p><p><span leaf="">我知道，昨天晚上</span></p><p><span leaf="">他又悄悄去了十里外的煤仓，卸煤</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">复读机躺在了杂物中</span></p><p><span leaf="">耳机，充电器，还有笔挺的背影</span></p><p><span leaf="">都在岁月里，走失</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">我把明天写在纸上，父亲把青春留在身后</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">崭新的五百元钱，硬塞我手里</span></p><p><span leaf="">回老家的车，在雪中白了头</span></p><p><span leaf="">一点点把父亲装进去，一点点消失</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><section style="text-align: center;" nodeleaf=""></section><p style="text-align: center;"><span leaf=""></span></p><p><span leaf=""><span textstyle="" style="font-size: 15px;font-weight: bold;">作者简介：</span></span></p><p><span leaf="">陈海燕，女，90后，生于山西忻州繁峙，大学毕业。创作新人，作品见于《平型关杂志》</span><span leaf="" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent;margin: 0px;padding: 0px;outline: 0px;max-width: 100%;box-sizing: border-box !important;overflow-wrap: break-word !important;">《远阳文学》</span><span leaf="">及各诗社公众号，微刊。</span></p><p><span leaf="">诗观:写诗就像种田，把无根的文字，种到生活的原野，便成诗歌。</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family: PingFang SC, system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Helvetica Neue, Hiragino Sans GB, Microsoft YaHei UI, Microsoft YaHei, Arial, sans-serif;font-size: 14px;font-style: normal;font-variant-ligatures: normal;font-variant-caps: normal;font-weight: 400;letter-spacing: 1.5px;orphans: 2;text-align: justify;text-indent: 30.9999px;text-transform: none;widows: 2;word-spacing: 0px;-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px;background-color: rgb(244, 248, 247);text-decoration-thickness: initial;text-decoration-style: initial;text-decoration-color: initial;display: inline !important;float: none;"><span leaf=""><br/></span></span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p style="line-height: 1.75em;"><span leaf=""><span textstyle="" style="font-size: 15px;font-weight: bold;">◆芳兰评诗:</span></span></p><p style="text-indent: 2em;line-height: 1.75em;"><span leaf="">这首诗以“雪”贯穿始终，开篇渲染离别的凄清，又借雪花染白父亲头发、落在手中化泉等，将无形情感具象化，关联起现实与回忆，强化不舍与思念。“复读机”“七十五块钱”等日常意象，承载生活艰辛与父爱，以小见大展现父子故事。</span></p><p style="text-indent: 2em;line-height: 1.75em;"><span leaf="">诗中的雪不仅是自然之景，更是情感的承载与烘托。开篇腊月雪花纷飞中父亲的离别，那雪光似针刺痛作者眼眸，扎进心底，让人体会到不舍如这寒雪般彻骨。如对父亲“黑脏的衣服”“深陷的眼眶，挂满霜雪”“冻红的手，血红的小嘴微张”细致描写，画面感十足，让父亲辛劳形象跃然纸上；伸手掸雪、攥钱动作，传递细腻情感，使读者身临其境感受父子深情。</span></p><p style="text-indent: 2em;line-height: 1.75em;"><span leaf="">细节刻画入微，复读机、七十五元、煤仓等意象，像拼图碎片，拼出一位默默负重、倾尽所有的父亲形象。他不顾寒夜辛劳，为孩子学业攒钱，那皱巴巴的七十五元承载的是厚重父爱。复读机被岁月尘封，也象征着时光流逝、成长变迁，孩子对父亲挺拔背影的追忆，满是眷恋与怅惘。往昔父亲笔挺背影和如今在雪中离去的沧桑对比，凸显岁月沧桑，丰富情感层次，引发强烈共鸣。</span></p><p style="text-indent: 2em;line-height: 1.75em;"><span leaf="">结尾处，崭新五百元与雪中离去的车，新与旧、给予与远离的反差，尽显父亲的无私和离别的无奈。作者把明天写在纸上，怀揣希望前行，父亲却把青春留在身后，奉献给子女。整首诗文字质朴却力量千钧，让我们看到无数平凡家庭中父母的缩影，他们用一生托举孩子未来，读之，感恩与温情在心底久久回荡。</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><section data-role="splitline" data-tools="135编辑器" data-id="153643"><section style="display: flex;align-items: center;margin: 10px auto;"><section style="width: 50%;height: 1px;border-top: 1px solid #f65626;box-sizing:border-box;max-width:50% !important;" data-width="50%"><span leaf=""><br/></span></section><section style="flex-shrink: 0;"><section style="width: 76px;box-sizing:border-box;" nodeleaf=""></section></section><section style="width: 50%;height: 1px;border-top: 1px solid #f65626;box-sizing:border-box;max-width:50% !important;" data-width="50%"><span leaf=""><br/></span></section></section></section><p><span leaf=""><span textstyle="" style="font-size: 15px;font-weight: bold;">◆与一场雪恋爱</span></span></p><p><span leaf=""><span textstyle="" style="font-size: 15px;font-weight: bold;">陈凤</span></span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">（一）</span></p><p><span leaf="">南方城市不常下雪</span></p><p><span leaf="">但并不防碍</span></p><p><span leaf="">我对雪的期待</span></p><p><span leaf="">无数次想象与等待</span></p><p><span leaf="">漫天洁白的雪花</span></p><p><span leaf="">翩翩起舞盘旋而落</span></p><p><span leaf="">在寒风刺骨的日子</span></p><p><span leaf="">在骄阳似火的夏季</span></p><p><span leaf="">向人讲述与雪的恋爱</span></p><p><span leaf="">浓情化不开</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">(二)</span></p><p><span leaf="">她曼妙的舞姿</span></p><p><span leaf="">就如雪的姿态</span></p><p><span leaf="">纤尘不染，凌空漫飞</span></p><p><span leaf="">多少次远观如痴如醉</span></p><p><span leaf="">不敢靠近生怕惊扰</span></p><p><span leaf="">令四季明媚的雪</span></p><p><span leaf="">一旦融化不复存在</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">(三)</span></p><p><span leaf="">繁花已睡，万籁俱寂</span></p><p><span leaf="">不期邂逅，一场雪</span></p><p><span leaf="">听见雪舞的韵律</span></p><p><span leaf="">配合她优美的舞姿</span></p><p><span leaf="">在我的左顾右盼中</span></p><p><span leaf="">——翩跹而至</span></p><p><span leaf="">这一场雪</span></p><p><span leaf="">已等了多年</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><section style="text-align: center;" nodeleaf=""></section><p style="text-align: center;"><span leaf=""></span></p><p><span leaf=""><span textstyle="" style="font-size: 15px;">作者简介：</span></span></p><p><span leaf="">陈凤，70后，四川都江堰人。成都市作家协会会员、都江堰市作家协会会员。《青年诗人》第45期学员。热爱文字、音乐。练笔多年，300余篇时评发布于各大主流网站及影响力网站。诗歌、散文散见《中华读书报》《青年文摘》《青年作家》《草地》《四川人文》《长江诗歌》《神州诗歌报》《远阳文学》等纸刊及网络。《父亲的花园》收入《都江堰百年散文选》。</span></p><p><span leaf="">诗观:因为热衷，所以热爱。在大千世界，用笔书写温暖</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf=""><span textstyle="" style="font-size: 15px;font-weight: bold;">◆芳兰评诗:</span></span></p><p style="text-indent: 2em;line-height: 1.75em;"><span leaf="">读完陈凤笔下的《与一场雪恋爱》，仿若踏入一个至纯至美的雪之梦境，内心满是触动。在描绘雪落下的姿态时，也融入了自己如痴如醉、小心翼翼的情感，将期待、珍视等复杂的情绪通过雪景来体现，使读者能深切地感受到作者对雪深沉的爱意。</span></p><p style="text-indent: 2em;line-height: 1.75em;"><span leaf="">诗中，南方城市少雪，可作者对雪的期待从未缺席。这份期待跨越寒暑，在寒风与骄阳下暗自生长，是对美好的执念。生活中，我们又何尝不是怀揣着类似向往？</span></p><p style="text-indent: 2em;line-height: 1.75em;"><span leaf="">作者将“她”比作雪，那曼妙、不染纤尘的模样，恰似雪的空灵。诗里的“雪”具有象征意义，它不仅仅是自然现象中的雪，更象征着美好的事物、纯净的情感和期盼已久的梦想，象征着对一切美好事物的追求和向往。</span></p><p style="text-indent: 2em;line-height: 1.75em;"><span leaf="">从雪的舞姿“曼妙”“纤尘不染，凌空漫飞”，到自己的心理活动“不敢靠近生怕惊扰”“左顾右盼”，每一处描写都很细腻。这种细腻的笔触有助于增强诗歌的感染力，使读者能很好地进入作者的情感世界。</span></p><p style="text-indent: 2em;line-height: 1.75em;"><span leaf="">而那场久候的雪，终于在寂静中降临，多年等待一朝得偿。这让我体悟，坚守希望，美好终会应约而至。人生困境里，只要心怀期待，属于我们的“雪”也会翩跹而来，为生命添一抹亮色，温暖岁末寒冬。</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><section data-role="splitline" data-tools="135编辑器" data-id="153643"><section style="display: flex;align-items: center;margin: 10px auto;"><section style="width: 50%;height: 1px;border-top: 1px solid #f65626;box-sizing:border-box;max-width:50% !important;" data-width="50%"><span leaf=""><br/></span></section><section style="flex-shrink: 0;"><section style="width: 76px;box-sizing:border-box;" nodeleaf=""></section></section><section style="width: 50%;height: 1px;border-top: 1px solid #f65626;box-sizing:border-box;max-width:50% !important;" data-width="50%"><span leaf=""><br/></span></section></section></section><p><span leaf=""><span textstyle="" style="font-size: 15px;font-weight: bold;">◆唐代铜镜</span></span></p><p><span leaf=""><span textstyle="" style="font-size: 15px;font-weight: bold;"> 靳芳兰</span></span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">十一月的冷风刮进来，</span></p><p><span leaf="">把树刮得光秃秃的，</span></p><p><span leaf="">烟袅袅飘散，变成一缕缕的长线，</span></p><p><span leaf="">沿着码头散开。</span></p><p><span leaf="">很快，雨水使黑黢黢的运河水涨起来。</span></p><p><span leaf="">夜幕降临，霜冻再次来袭。</span></p><p><span leaf="">冷风从门缝里钻进来。</span></p><p><span leaf="">一面铜镜说出风中孤寂，像世界一样，</span></p><p><span leaf="">辽阔无垠。</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">长堤分开了湖与运河，</span></p><p><span leaf="">卸货的人要花了整整两天的时间，</span></p><p><span leaf="">收集、搬运、分拣货物，</span></p><p><span leaf="">然后把它们运到码头。就这样</span></p><p><span leaf="">繁忙的旺季，人来人往的小镇上</span></p><p><span leaf="">疏影深处，遗落了一面唐朝的铜镜，</span></p><p><span leaf="">它与它的光亮落入一样的结局。</span></p><p><span leaf="">虚构的未来复述，归途</span></p><p><span leaf="">早已烙印心中</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">一间富丽堂皇的屋内，点亮了灯，</span></p><p><span leaf="">灯下映出铜镜里一位女人，</span></p><p><span leaf="">青丝长发及腰，金色的发簪</span></p><p><span leaf="">熠熠生辉，顾盼的眼神含情脉脉，</span></p><p><span leaf="">如古琴拨动弦音。</span></p><p><span leaf="">铜镜上飞翔着的两只凤凰，神话了。</span></p><p><span leaf="">还有一些吉祥纹，一个月圆之夜，</span></p><p><span leaf="">很多人等着退潮。</span></p><p><span leaf="">终遇见世上的那条河，她与铜镜里的人儿</span></p><p><span leaf="">眉目传情，欢喜如同那年乘船出发。</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><span leaf="">百里运河大堤如卧匐伏，</span></p><p><span leaf="">万物在薄情而炙热的世界里深情地活着。</span></p><p><span leaf="">影子在铜镜里刚刚映出，便立刻隐去。</span></p><p><span leaf="">似乎铜镜里藏着焰火的炙热，</span></p><p><span leaf="">明暗相间的灯火在眼前的黑暗中问路，</span></p><p><span leaf="">铜镜早已失去了唐朝的那段记忆，</span></p><p><span leaf="">江枫渔火，彼此遥远。一位女子也</span></p><p><span leaf="">已蓦然离去。记忆用分界线隔开，</span></p><p><span leaf="">心爱的人儿远在天堂，</span></p><p><span leaf="">唯有铜镜从此守在思念的身旁。</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><section style="text-align: center;" nodeleaf=""></section><p style="text-align: center;"><span leaf=""></span></p><p><span leaf=""><span textstyle="" style="font-size: 15px;">作者简介：</span></span></p><p><span leaf="">靳芳兰，生于甘肃，长于新疆，现居扬州。江苏省作家协会会员，中国石化作家协会会员。有散文、诗歌发表。著有散文集《梦是一个无声的世界》。</span></p><p><span leaf="">诗观：有人说爱诗会忧伤，我却从未找到一个彻底离去的借口，至今仍把诗视为呈现内心世界的最好形式。</span></p><p><span leaf=""><br/></span></p><p><strong><span leaf=""><span textstyle="" style="font-size: 15px;">◆</span><span textstyle="" style="font-size: 15px;font-weight: bold;">王红民评诗</span></span></strong><span leaf=""><span textstyle="" style="font-size: 15px;font-weight: bold;">：</span></span></p><p style="text-indent: 2em;line-height: 1.75em;"><span leaf="">读完芳兰老师这首诗，仿佛经历了一场穿越时空的旅行，心被那面唐代铜镜牵引入历史与现实交织的漩涡。诗中的冷风、秃树、袅袅青烟，勾勒出的萧瑟之景，宛如岁月的底色，为故事拉开序幕。这面铜镜宛如一个神秘的时光使者，遗落于繁忙小镇，带着大唐的繁华与落寞，静静诉说往昔。</span></p><p style="text-indent: 2em;line-height: 1.75em;"><span leaf="">它见证了古时卸货劳作的喧嚣，也映照出女子梳妆的温婉柔情，凤凰、吉祥纹，月圆夜，那是大唐盛世的余晖，在历史长河中闪耀。可转眼间，现世的冷峻扑面而来，大堤卧匐、影子隐现，铜镜失忆，心爱之人远去，鲜明对比中尽显岁月无情。</span></p><p style="text-indent: 2em;line-height: 1.75em;"><span leaf="">诗人借铜镜这一意象，巧妙地缝合了古今裂缝，让人体味到繁华易逝、生命无常。我们仿若在江枫渔火的遥远处，与千年前的古人同望一轮月，感受着相同又各异的悲欢。它提醒着我们，时光洪流虽滚滚向前，那些镌刻在器物上的记忆，永远是心灵归途中不灭的星火，值得珍视、回味，莫让生命在匆忙中留白。</span></p><p style="text-indent: 2em;line-height: 1.75em;"><span leaf="">芳兰老师的这首诗意境幽远，开篇以冷风、秃树、烟缕、涨水、霜冻等景象，营造出清冷孤寂氛围，那面唐代铜镜突兀出现，承载着历史沧桑，“说出风中孤寂”“辽阔无垠”，宛如打通古今。</span></p><p style="text-indent: 2em;line-height: 1.75em;"><span leaf="">诗中既有古时画面，如卸货劳作、遗落铜镜，又有屋内女子对镜梳妆，凤凰、吉祥纹、月圆夜，透着大唐繁华与柔情。今时，大堤横卧、万物生存，影子隐现，铜镜失却记忆，女子离去，只剩思念。时空交错，借铜镜串联，展现岁月变迁，将往昔美好、现世清冷、往昔与当下的割裂，用细腻笔触绘就，于虚实间让人品咂历史与人生况味。</span></p><p style="text-align:center;"><br/></p></section></section></section></section></section></section></section><p><br/></p><p><strong>来源：远阳文学社</strong></p><p><strong>编辑：吴勇胜</strong></p><p><strong>总编辑：陆碧波</strong></p><link rel="stylesheet" href="//xinsubei.com/source/plugin/wcn_editor/public/wcn_editor_fit.css?v134_IxM" id="wcn_editor_css"/>
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