草木记｜青摇
散步时，看见一只螳螂停在叶上。 它并不安静。
纤细的前足一上一下地摆动，叶子也随之轻轻晃动。
树荫下，没有别的声音。
我屏住呼吸，慢慢凑近。
看着叶子摇，看着螳螂摇。
忽然，它向前跃去。瞬间消失。
只有叶子，还在轻轻摇着。
摇摇—
一跃无踪
空自摇
———————-
🍃 看见它时，
它停在叶上。
而视频里，
它终于轻轻一跃。
🎬 Shorts：
→ 它摇了那么久，就为这一跳？
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