[原创]暮春钓趣

忘忧谷主

<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; mso-hansi-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;天还没亮我俩已经在去怀柔的路上了。一路上空气越来越新鲜，有一点甜甜的感觉。路的两旁是葱郁的群山，满满的绿色点缀着姹紫嫣红。暮春的胜景生生的映入眼帘。幸亏不是来观景的，否则可真的走不下去了。</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; mso-hansi-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; mso-hansi-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;当我们进入那豁然的山口，对那浩瀚的绿水发出感叹时，在水一方农庄我们的目的地已经近在眼前了。下了主路便是崎岖的羊肠，幸亏我们的</span><span lang="EN-US"><font face="Times New Roman">4.8</font></span><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; mso-hansi-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">排量的坐躸对路况并不是十分的挑剔。转眼间就已到了水旁。茵茵的绿草，曼妙的溪滩，被早已到来的朋友用纷飞的彩帐隔成了一块块临时的营地。我们识趣的绕过那嘤嘤的细语，寻了一块适合两个男人驻足的崖壁下落足。正如我们每一次寻幽问境，刹那间便已将我们的行帐搭好，老陶的迎东坐西，我的迎西坐东，中间留下充足的营灶与篝火的空间。</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; mso-hansi-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; mso-hansi-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; 我们抛动钓丝将心情投入那碧水。――――――</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; mso-hansi-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; mso-hansi-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; 迈过山峦的太阳留下了长长的暗影，我们开始收起钓竿，老陶整理了一下那身略显陈旧的迷彩服间的宽宽的腰带，提起板斧径奔山去，而我则打开行囊取出小锹筑灶搭锅。切将餐毯铺开，将各类美味摆上，亦将两瓶二锅头打开了瓶盖。</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; mso-hansi-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; mso-hansi-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; 随着稀稀啦啦的声响，老陶有如一只辛勤的蚂蚁拖着一棵树冠有四五米的枯树，慢慢的走来。树干的拖曳声惊动了早已拾柴点火的周围的营帐。隐约的我听到了来自那里的笑声。</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; mso-hansi-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; mso-hansi-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">&nbsp;&nbsp; 推杯换盏，酒肉饕餮，老陶那苍凉的喉音将《莫斯科郊外的晚上》送去远方。我也将那如血的残阳收入了相框。</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; mso-hansi-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 宋体; mso-ascii-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; mso-hansi-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">&nbsp;&nbsp; 春夜就这样来临了，浓浓的酒香，劈啪的柴响，与无羁的豪唱拼凑了我们的夜晚。</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span lang="EN-US"><p><font face="Times New Roman">&nbsp;</font></p></span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman">&nbsp;</font></p><p></p><p><font face="Times New Roman">&nbsp;</font></p><p></p><br/>

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步悟正业

<p>"推杯换盏，酒肉饕餮，老陶那苍凉的喉音将《莫斯科郊外的晚上》送去远方。我也将那如血的残阳收入了相框。"</p><p><font face="隶书" size="5">好一幅有声有色的图画!</font></p>[em01][em01][em01]