<p class="ql-block">成都，這座神秘而充滿傳奇的城市，一直是我想往的地方。</p><p class="ql-block">成都，不僅僅是一座城，更是一種情懷。那是煙火人間的詩(shī)意，也是歲月深處的思念。它屬于每一個(gè)心懷浪漫的旅人，屬于每一段未完的故事。 </p><p class="ql-block">終有一天，我一定會(huì)去，在玉林路的盡頭，坐在小酒館的門(mén)口，細(xì)品它的溫度與韻味；在這片傳奇的土地上，書(shū)寫(xiě)屬于我的故事與詩(shī)篇。</p> <p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><i>??朗讀者：Sandy Zhang</i></b></p> <p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;">《成都》</p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;">趙雷</p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;">?</p><p class="ql-block">讓我掉下眼淚的 不止昨夜的酒</p><p class="ql-block">讓我依依不舍的 不止你的溫柔</p><p class="ql-block">余路還要走多久 你攥著我的手</p><p class="ql-block">讓我感到為難的 是掙扎的自由</p><p class="ql-block">?</p><p class="ql-block">分別總是在九月 回憶是思念的愁</p><p class="ql-block">深秋嫩綠的垂柳 親吻著我額頭</p><p class="ql-block">在那座陰雨的小城里 我從未忘記你</p><p class="ql-block">成都 帶不走的 只有你</p><p class="ql-block">?</p><p class="ql-block">和我在成都的街頭走一走</p><p class="ql-block">直到所有的燈都熄滅了也不停留</p><p class="ql-block">你會(huì)挽著我的衣袖 我會(huì)把手揣進(jìn)褲兜</p><p class="ql-block">走到玉林路的盡頭 坐在小酒館的門(mén)口</p><p class="ql-block">?</p><p class="ql-block">分別總是在九月 回憶是思念的愁</p><p class="ql-block">深秋嫩綠的垂柳 親吻著我額頭</p><p class="ql-block">在那座陰雨的小城里 我從未忘記你</p><p class="ql-block">?</p><p class="ql-block">成都 帶不走的 只有你</p><p class="ql-block">?</p> <p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b><i>??朗讀者：Sandy Zhang</i></b></p> <p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b>Chengdu</b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;">by Zhao Lei</p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;">?</p><p class="ql-block">Tears are drawn by more than last night's wine, </p><p class="ql-block">And farewells by more than your warmth, divine. </p><p class="ql-block">How far must this journey stretch, untold, </p><p class="ql-block">As you hold my hand, while freedom grows cold? </p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Partings linger in September's haze, </p><p class="ql-block">Memories heavy, as longing plays. </p><p class="ql-block">Autumn willows brush my brow, so near, </p><p class="ql-block">In this rainy town, you remain so clear. </p><p class="ql-block">Chengdu, unyielding in memory’s stream, </p><p class="ql-block">The one thing I can never redeem. </p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Let us wander Chengdu’s streets tonight, </p><p class="ql-block">Till the lamps fade away in the soft moonlight. </p><p class="ql-block">You'll clasp my sleeve, and I'll tuck my hands low, </p><p class="ql-block">To Yulin’s end, where the tavern glows. </p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Partings linger in September's haze, </p><p class="ql-block">Memories heavy, as longing plays. </p><p class="ql-block">Autumn willows brush my brow, so near, </p><p class="ql-block">In this rainy town, you remain so clear. </p><p class="ql-block">Chengdu, unyielding in memory’s stream, </p><p class="ql-block">The one thing I can never redeem. </p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Chengdu, a love I’ll always retain, </p><p class="ql-block">?A city engraved in my heart’s terrain. ?</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p> <p class="ql-block">作品解析：</p><p class="ql-block"> 趙雷的這首民謠《成都》，懷舊中帶著溫情與思考，像是一個(gè)平靜又深情的講述，帶你漫步在成都的小巷，感受那座城市的煙火氣和人情味，一種對(duì)過(guò)去美好時(shí)光的眷戀和對(duì)自由的追求。</p> <p class="ql-block"><b><i>攝影：攝繪主義</i></b></p>