湖畔野葱
沿着湖边慢慢走。天很蓝，风很轻，新草刚从泥土里探出头，去年的枯叶仍散落在草间。
忽然看见树下几丛细细的青绿，直立在草丛里。有些茎弯成圈，像细细的小蛇盘绕。折下一根，指尖轻轻一掐，送到鼻尖，一缕葱香立刻浮起。那熟悉的味道，仿佛从厨房里飘来。
采得几茎在手。湖水远远闪着光。
湖畔——
一把野葱
早春香
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