文/晨光之子

                                                        我总认为北国乡村的春节

                                                        味道才是最浓的

                                                        北国乡村的春节

                                                        如一朵鲜灵灵的花儿

                                                        美丽了我的童年

                                                        如今仍盛开在我的记忆中

                                                        而不凋谢

                                                        在还很清苦的北国乡村

                                                        北国乡村的春节竟然是

                                                        如此的诗意般书写

                                                        北国乡村的春节是被一朵朵雪花

                                                        扇动着晶莹的翅膀驮来的

                                                        北国乡村的春节是被老妈妈们的一双双巧手

                                                        蒸年糕撒豆包热腾腾蒸出来的

                                                        孩子们换新衣穿新鞋

                                                        小丫头要衣小小子要炮儿

                                                        北国乡村的春节是被孩子们的新衣穿出来的

                                                        红红的对联贴上了门楣

                                                        祝福着喜庆着

                                                        北国乡村的春节是被一幅幅对联贴出来的

                                                        一挂挂的鞭炮点燃了

                                                        北国乡村的春节被燃放出来了

                                                        走亲戚拜大年

                                                        北国乡村的春节欢快地流动起来了

                                                        此时

                                                        我仍在朔风凛冽的北国

                                                        不过我是在由钢筋水泥构筑的一座城市里

                                                        我吃着山珍海味

                                                        我却无法品咂出

                                                        那无法替代的

                                                        北国乡村的春节