我的北方---写给故乡

个人日记

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                                                     我携着句子信马由缰,
                                                     让灵魂回到那片安静和苍茫,
                                                     绵延起伏的重峦叠嶂,
                                                     将我的爱和想永远深藏......
                                                     一片刺玫叶的小模样,
                                                     轻盈地落在想你的发际和面庞,
                                                     清脆的鸟语和小野菊的摇荡,
                                                     是否在呼唤昔年小姑娘的背筐?
 
                                                     哦,我的北方,
                                                     我曾自诩为你的新娘,
                                                     赶着浅褐色的小羊,
                                                     捡拾着野果野花让爱你疯长,
                                                     整日在你的心上徜徉醉想,
                                                     拥着你的深情浑厚辽阔和宽广,
                                                                   在青葱的岁月里让思绪自由飞翔,
                                                     越过那山那水那一道道岗......

                                                     一幅长卷写不尽你的豪放和粗犷,
                                                     两行热泪却出卖了我的向往,
                                                     岁月是处女地里长出的瘦弱诗行,
                                                     而你,是我永远不能忘却的心章!
                                                     河畔低矮泥墙的茅草房,
                                                     住着昔年的羊
角辫花衣裳,
                                                     光滑而斑驳的水井旁,
                                                     飘动着蝴蝶和小花的张望......

                                                     而那一排歪斜稀疏的矮篱障,
                                                     妄想守住这世外的天堂,
                                                     那山的脊梁将岁月肩扛,
                                                     故乡柴门紧靠着山的臂膀,
                                                                  傍晚的炊烟数着日子的闲忙,
                                                     柴草堆蒸煮着粗茶淡饭的甜香,
                                                     父亲在旱烟里把疲惫释放,
                                                    
母亲唠叨着烧热纸糊的土炕,
                                                     假嗔着晚归的泥孩子像个小狼,
                                                     高举起笤帚却不落下只摇晃.....

                                                     小窗兀自做着四季的印章和相框,
                                                     让春夏秋冬日日变换景象,
                                                     春有春的明朗夏有夏的张扬,
                                                     秋争着最后一抹墙根下的暖阳,
                                                     把五花山涂在天空湛蓝的画布上,
                                                     让悠悠白云留恋地扯来云飞雨涨!
                                                     而冬有一个北方汉子的柔肠,
                                                     拥雪入怀把红泥火炉煮上热茶汤......

                                                     那一片茂密的森林和草场,
   泛着黑土地青青草香和肥沃油光,
把我想念北方的纵横诗行滋养,
看一眼那绵延百里的青纱帐,

                噙在眼里的热泪会浸透每一寸土壤,
那片婷婷的白桦林如今可粗壮?
可还记得我扯开你月白的素装?
 也摇着你俏细的腰肢飒飒作响......

我也曾在黑夜把你默默张望,
                                                     看着月下的你满身沧桑,
                                                     听寂静的树林和天地与你低唱,
                                                     感受着祖辈的今夕彷徨,
                                                     
深深叹息着远离你的不舍之殇,
                                                     回想着边塞的雨雪风霜,
                                                     囚禁着长烟落日孤城闭的村庄,

                                                     忽而懂得了你背影的苍凉......

                                                     哦,我的北方,
                                                     你是否懂得我的爱有多么的深长,
                                                     我为你捡拾岁月赠与的惆怅,
                                                     用思念作纸张为你涂写爱的痴狂! 

                                                     远离你不是我的爱如露珠易亡。
                                                     
哦,我的北方,
                                                               
                                                     我永远无法忘怀的故乡,
                                                     我何时再能贴着你的胸膛?
                                                     如此,我将......
                                                     任百味凝成的热泪恣意流淌!
 
                                                
 
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文章评论

若水穿尘

特别喜欢第四段,乡味十足的诗行。[em]e163[/em]

雁过留声

在北方,爱与诗一起疯长!辛苦了西楼![em]e163[/em][em]e160[/em]

彼海心岸

思念,如雪般纯白,在故乡的热土里,慢慢融化。[em]e163[/em]

雯雯

[em]e163[/em] 好美丽的北国风光!

沈一鴻

我不抢沙发,搬个小马扎慢慢的看。[em]e175[/em]

童话

哦,我的北方,我的故乡,我的诗行,我的热泪~满眶![em]e142[/em][em]e142[/em][em]e142[/em][em]e142[/em]

张潇月

我的北方,轻风浩荡,触摸心底最柔情最细微的回响,万千痴念,只为你-----我的故乡![em]e178[/em] [em]e163[/em]

草木情深

西楼,一韵到底才是你的模样,几多柔情几多豪放,若是哪天换了新霓裳,到哪里找回我要的诗行?!

淡泊明志

好是好,只是译成外文要吃点亏啊,韵没了。