花语：献给白连春的情诗

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<font size="5">&nbsp;<strong>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>献给白连春的情诗</strong></font><p><font size="4" style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体;">&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> &nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 花语</font></p><p><font size="4" style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体;">&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>在钢琴如水的行板里，我要写一首情诗送给你<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 一个从来不曾闻过真香<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 一个从来不曾亲吻真爱，一个前世和今生都来不及爱<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 就要去死的人<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 提着鞋行走在江边的沙地<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 雨中的龙眼林，像熄灭的火炬<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 他的多米诺骨牌倒了，肺叶中的碎片像一场瘟疫<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 瘟疫中的鼠群<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 疯狂逃窜，随血流四散<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 它们将迎来一场战争，你城中的国将息<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 水中的花朵浮沉<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 桃花睡去，杏花睡去，桔子花睡去<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 扎风筝的人，将息<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 找灯笼的人，你饱尝了人世的艰辛<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 你刺绣的命运<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 渗透背叛，毒打和抛弃<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 这个混帐的世界，给富人以金银<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 却让穷人<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 哭泣<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 你说，对不起，对不起，对不起<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 你还来不及说那三个字，就要死去<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 你说，你就快死了，一场真正的花开，还不曾经历<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 可是，来不及了，来不及了<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 来不及了<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 我能对你说什么呢，找灯笼的人<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 给你我的一张巧嘴，我不能（它说过太多谎言）<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 给你我历尽沧桑的心，我不能（它千沧百孔，无一完整）<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 给你一扇白窗，一张暖床，我也不能（流浪的花朵，颠沛流离）<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 你还不是我的什么人呐，亲爱的<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 我只是你经历的一次颠簸<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 你路过的一个梦而已<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 可是，活着多好啊，亲爱的<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 你看，这是我给你写的第一个亲爱的和第二个亲爱的<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 如果你继续活着，将有人对你说第三个第四个以至无穷个亲爱的<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 你看，罗马市的石板路多美<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 南稍门的银杏，扇形的叶姿多美<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 可是来不及了<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 挽歌在夜里响起，为这还未出生就要埋入坟墓的弃爱之躯<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 长安的黄昏，霓虹低垂，雨水下坠<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 秋槐打着旋，金黄草拟着初冬的后记<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 石榴妈妈将搂着它的孩子，在冬天睡去<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 来不及爱的人，这个初冬的长安城<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 还欠你一次细心打量来揭示它的粗鄙<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 你说你要不远千里来看我，只能成为一次记忆<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 你说你要趁着年轻，成全一浪漫，也只能成为一次记忆<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 世事流转，人生如棋<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 病中的你请不要哭泣<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 也许宿命中的安排<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 我们只能接受选择，并被选择抛弃<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 天荒地老的爱情，来不及演绎<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 我写下的只言片语，也只是伪善描摩的片刻温情和断句<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 可是，真的，活着多好啊，亲爱的<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 你看，梧桐叶卷边的天空<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr> 又飘着细雨</font></p>

弋人

<p><font size="4">世事流转，人生如棋<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><wbr></wbr> 病中的你请不要哭泣<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><wbr></wbr> 也许宿命中的安排<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><wbr></wbr> 我们只能接受选择，并被选择抛弃<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><wbr></wbr> 天荒地老的爱情，来不及演绎<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><wbr></wbr> 我写下的只言片语，也只是伪善描摩的片刻温情和断句<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><wbr></wbr> 可是，真的，活着多好啊，亲爱的<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><wbr></wbr> 你看，梧桐叶卷边的天空<br/>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><wbr></wbr>&nbsp;<wbr></wbr><wbr></wbr> 又飘着细雨</font></p><p><font size="4">问好花语，祝福连春</font></p>

望银河

<p>深情的长诗！问好</p><p>白春连怎么了，冒昧问下？</p>

花语

<p>没想到被刀转到了这里。问候中国艺术批评网的朋友们。</p><p>相信大家都知道白连春生病住院的事。但愿他能躲过这一劫。好好活着，写出更多的好诗好文。</p><p></p><p>问候刀，和楼上三位回贴的朋友。</p>

游太平

祝福白连春平安