qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  只见大海气喘吁吁地
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  踮着脚尖
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  一次又一次
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  把涨潮的热望
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  铺向沙滩
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  起风了
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  椰树　　终于忍不住
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  俯下身来
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  羞怯怯地　　用纤纤手指
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  试探着海的深浅
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  沉浸
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  洗去淡淡风尘
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  清香乌龙袅袅地
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  编织出梦幻，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  遮住了所有的疲倦和苦难。
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  一切希冀都在浓浓地浸泡，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  苦味孕育出芳香，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  卷曲的心在慢慢地品尝。
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  而心底的笑声渐渐浮出水面，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  尽管忧虑仍在门外徘徊。
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  桃花潭中羞红的晚霞，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  伴冬眠的蛇在青草上起舞。
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  此刻，往昔匍匐在未来的脚下，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  欲哭无泪的人生也停止了叹息。
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  谜底
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  梦，一个猜不出的谜底，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  如雪夜的街灯，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  在万籁俱寂中，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  忽明忽暗，扑朔迷离——
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  你闪现渴望的目光，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  总也够不到那把吉他，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  它曾经为谁弹拨，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  奏响过愉悦的琴声？
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  而此刻的我，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  却只有这绒绒的雪花，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  和雪被下湍急的涌流，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  在这个寒冷而温馨的冬夜，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  突然被塑成了冰雕，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  潸然泪下，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  静候着春的汛期。
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  旷野中的篝火
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  王　秦
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  踩着山峦间的最后一抹微阳
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  翩翩　　我向你
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  雁声零落
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  秋月初起
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  携一枝吴宫的月桂
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  抑或　　一壶美酒　　再
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  卷一阵宋时的柳风
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  悄然　　向你
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  暗中的旷野
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  丝绸一样柔美和恬静的黛色水墨
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  举杯邀月
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  长袖轻扬的妹妹　　一支
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  悠绵的情歌　　仿佛花朵
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  在温柔的躯体里　　开成惊涛
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  骇浪
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  烈火燃烧
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  一千朵烈焰　　照亮
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  今夜的无眠
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  无眠的不仅是我
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  还有旷野里　　健硕的小兽
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  岩栖的苍鹰
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  以及　　风中的芦荻
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  半落裘衣　　皈依在
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  秋夜弥香的偈语里
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  草屋（外一首）
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  孙　梧
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  这里没有红砖，没有你说的钢筋混凝土
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  没有空调的气息，没有熟悉的彩电或电视剧
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  阳光从生满杂草的屋檐上漏下来
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  演着简单的故事。父亲坐在桌前
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  母亲准时地走进走出
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  在院子里放些粮食，喂养
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  家禽。再把做好的饭菜端进屋子
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  没有弯曲，形似古朴的韵味；没有笔直
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  那些茅草依旧在阳光下站立。没有
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  我操纵过的键盘或鼠标，淡淡的茶水
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  在杨木打造的八仙桌上
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  微微的涩，也有点甜
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  母亲说你的家就在这里。在墙角处
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  我找到儿时看过的一些小人书
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  在门槛间的缝隙里
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  还有什么离我更远
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  还有什么离我更近
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  风中的水声
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  在村边，一条河流
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  从另一个村子缓缓走来
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  水岸的这端是秋风
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  另一端熟透了玉米和高梁
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  在小河里
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  挣扎的那些芦苇
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  挑着金黄的影子
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  晃动着回家的手语
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  年轻的孩童赶着羊群
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  清晰着风擦过的声音
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  其实，秋风的每一次心跳
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  都把乡音挂在同一排庄稼上
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  在水面上映着村前的杨树铺开
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  许多等待成熟或走向成熟的粮食
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  还有说不出名字的青草野花
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  和水声一起上路，散发出体香
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  一节挨着一节，留给眼前的村庄
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  在冬日的山里（外—首）
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  刘顺涛
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  在冬日的山里等你
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  我的守望成为岩石的伫立
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  是谁的牵挂一缕一缕
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  我的内心又有炊烟升起
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  在早晨，在黄昏
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  在这冬日的山里
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  有什么事儿比等你更具悬念
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  有什么愿望比等你更加美丽
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  村前的小河瘦了
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  坡上的草叶枯了
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  在冷飕飕的燃烧中
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  几只野鸟疾飞而过
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  而回家的感觉
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  正如月光照亮了山林
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  在冬日的山里等你
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  我就梦见春暖花开的日子
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  话语
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  我被无形的影子追进夜里
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  夜被无声的浪潮卷入黎明
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  我不惧怕在残缺之中丢失青春
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  我不奢望在幻想背后发现宁静
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  由一个夜晚抵达一个黎明
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  我睁大眼睛寻找着我的乡村
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  由一个黎明走向一个夜晚
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  我挥舞锄头挖掘着我的内心
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  活着其实是另一种特殊的爬行
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  我早已习惯用农民的姿势耕耘
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  不用诠释不幸与隐隐的疼痛
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  无须表白付出与深深的哀鸣
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  荒原上我依然在摇摇晃晃地开垦
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  星空下我将种植我的热情和冰冷
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  就这样让我经历我该经历的一切
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  直至记忆把什么都忘得干干净净
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  高山流水
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  子　夫
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  你指着
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  对面溪流缠绕的山峰说
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  那高山就是一个男人
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  那溪流就是一个女人
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  泉水生自山中
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  女人生自男人
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  可无论站在哪个角度
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  我只看到一个景象：
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  那小溪就是一把银色的利刃
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  将对面高耸的山峰
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  劈成了两半
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  十二月（外一首）
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  黄劲松
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  今年这个月份不太寒冷，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  生机在延续，大街上人们纷纷
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  赶赴自己的床。此时，我把目光
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  停留在这个城市最高的屋尖上，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  大雁早已经过去，而燕子还未到来，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  一朵云彩在眼中飘逝，一年就这样终结了。
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  我还要准备明天的早餐。
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  同丰路的雪
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  雪花纷纷扬扬，为旧年布置
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  一场祭奠。同丰路，一个和善的中年人，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  他的胸膛曾经经历多少污浊，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  现在像安静的处子。
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  从城市的各个路口涌来，人群
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  曾在这里遗落多少不安。
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  如今耸动的情节都像小草般安卧，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  动荡远去，鸟儿噤声。
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  同丰路，此时足印白嫩，
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  雪花的歌声游移静谧，为我们
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  带来了短暂的幸福。
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  qikanhjOWVKm7fLZVWzC8
  老油坊（外一首）
  qikanhjOWVKm7f