《乡径》
                                                          那条小路
                                                          从儿时的啼声中伸出
                                                          藏于草树下
                                                          伸至玉米棉花
                                                          和地瓜的身边
                                                          无论春风夏雨秋霜
                                                          哪怕披上冰雪织就的白衫 
                                                          依旧静静地躺在那儿
                                                          看日升月落春种冬藏
                                                          年复一年
                                                          承载脚步和车轮
                                                          倾听笑语和蛙鸣
                                                          足印与车辙
                                                          记数着它的年轮
                                                          或宽或窄或凹或凸 
                                                          依旧连着青春绾着成年
                                                          生长延长
                                                          直至伸入游子的梦
                                                          在梦中的小路上
                                                          洒满故乡的月光
                                                          映出相依相偎的身影
                                                          就在这个梦里 
                                                          从村头的大槐树下 
                                                          亲人的眼睛
                                                          望向小路的尽头
                                                          望向游子羁旅的地方 

                                                         《夏夜追凉》
                                                          星月缱绻
                                                          树影摇曳清香
                                                          欲追清凉 
                                                          我效仿杨万里
                                                          静立月明中
                                                          风未低语
                                                          蚊却在呢喃
                                                          伸手去抓那段清凉
                                                          便有一股银河水
                                                          从心头流过
                                                          冷宫的那柄团扇 
                                                          也滑过了眉峰 
                                                          披着夜幕 
                                                          四周逡巡
                                                          寻觅凉的来处
                                                          我知道此夜
                                                          不是风的清凉

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