风中的吟唱

却恋春色一抹红

                     春寒料峭的清晨                                                                 

                     相遇几株盛开的海棠                                  

                                                          

                     于匆匆的脚步中 

                     于频频回首中             

                     愈来愈远                                                    

                                                          

                     又    

                     于一片暗夜的静寂中 

                     于一场悄无声息的细雨中  

                     愈显清晰  ……   

                                                          

                     不为衣衫添华彩  

                     却恋春色一抹红       

                                                          

                     这无意盛开的春                                         

                     是上帝的独具匠心 

                     还是    一脉幽幽情思?

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