父老乡亲（组诗）

                                姜 侠

                                    父  亲

 

   他没有太多的语言

    像土地一样朴实而憨直

    勤劳的汗水浇灌着五月麦香

  沉重的十月在玉米槌上打坠                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              

  兴奋的话里话外都被染成金黄

    他把富足装满农家小院                        

  让阳光飞进那扇明亮的心窗

 

 

    他没有过多的炫耀

    将白天和黑夜装进自己的荆筐

    将日头和种子裹在一起

    挂在镐把上走向静静的洼场                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             

  将月亮和收获的期盼一起                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    

    扛在肩头挑回温馨的小家

  便幸福地感受鸟儿归巢后的欢畅

 

 

    他没有什么耀眼的光环

  只有夏日汗珠映出的倔强脸庞                                                  

    就像田野犁起的深深黄泥

    旺长着一垄垄拔节的麦行

    他就是把一生交给土地的爹

    没有谁能涉足他心中的僻壤                                

    只有滚滚的麦浪

    只有弯背的谷穗

    才能蓄满父亲感情的贝量                                                                                                                    

 

                                 母  亲

                          

  一把磨快的镰刀

    收割了一茬苦涩的爱情

    一辆木制的独轮车

    推来一个清贫的小家

    自从成为这个村的新娘

    她和父亲拥有了自己的小天地

    于是把命运种在辽阔的乡洼

 

  母亲蘸着清晨的露水

  在收麦前夜磨快那把新镰

    磨亮西山一钩弯弯的月牙

    那辆木制的独轮车

    装满被风风雨雨打湿的岁月

  碾压着父亲深深的皱纹

  将母亲满头青丝碾轧成白发

    于是用大半生辛劳抚养儿女成人                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 

  用挚爱播撒一路幸福的生活浪花

                                                                                 

  农人家的女人没有那么娇贵

    拥有一片热土就能生根发芽

  拥有丈夫的真爱就心满意足

  拥有一根镐把就能撑起一个小家

    因此，母亲拥有了男人的彪悍

    春天里播种下第一声笑语

    夏天里采撷着葱郁的神话

    秋天里用她背儿携女的肩膀

挑回一个沉甸甸的金色大洼

 

                             

                               妻  子

 

    因为丈夫不在身边

    她便成为这个家的顶梁柱

  一顶早已褪色的草帽                                                                                                                                                         

  称出了阳光的重量

    一把磨瘦的镐头

    丈量出四季的长度

    她燕衔泥一样筑起温馨的巢

  让一双乳燕般的儿女感受幸福

 

    披星戴月地起床

  灶火映红妻子的脸庞

    报晓的公鸡把炊烟衔上天空

    妻子将一个清新的早晨煮熟

    煮熟一双儿女甜甜的梦

    煮熟公婆道不完的满足

    一切忙过之后，妻子

  匆匆的身影消失在弯弯的乡路

 

 

    妻子喜欢在骄阳下插秧                                                                                  

  将阳光和汗水插种出成片的希望

  然后将希望兑换成农人的财富   

    骄阳下，妻子那顶褪色的草帽    1

    宛如会行走的向日葵

    行色匆匆地追逐着绿色的脚步

  追逐着秋天溢香的乡风

  走进农家被梦唤醒的黎明

  去拥抱一轮崭新的日出

 

                              二  哥

 

     二哥的乳名叫洼仔

    他的根扎在深深的土里

    每天吆喝着那头乖顺的黄牛                                         

    吆喝着农人早春的脚步                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 

    吆喝着芦苇一样编织的日子

    走进父亲脊背般宽阔的乡洼

  播种高粱玉米般沉甸甸的惊喜

 

    成为家庭主力的二哥

    憨朴的像随风摇摆的碱篷棵

    如深夜茫茫大洼缄默无语

    将要说的话交给黎明前的鸟鸣

    将要唱的歌交给雨后蛙鼓的音律

    父亲精湛的活道让他成为种田好手

    母亲纳做的千层底使他增强脚力

 

    天荒地久的大洼，让二哥

    红荆树一样不断强筋壮骨

    用楼杖描绘一幅幅丰收写意      

    让农人在母亲的麦香里收获兴奋

    在父亲的季节里收获欢喜

    于是，属于大洼的二哥

    落花生一样紧紧抱住大洼

    芦苇根一样眷恋着这片芬芳的新泥