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七十岁的白发被阳光镀成蒲公英
三十岁的裙摆掠过风织的琴弦
五岁的蝴蝶结追逐着花粉的光
外婆的皱纹里漾着四十年前的春风
妈妈举起相机时
整个田埂的菜花都倾斜成画框
果果的笑声撞碎在花瓣上
溅起星星点点的蜜
三代人的影子被拉得很长很长
在花海里融成温柔的琥珀
云朵在她们头顶驻足
快门按下的刹那
所有关于春天的隐喻
都找到了归处
风把三月的故事叠进衣褶
油菜花田的相册里
永远住着三个女孩——
一个刚刚启程 一个仍在盛开
而最早开放的那朵
正把岁月酿成金黄色的糖霜
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