文/祝军刚

                        原本可以做个惬意的词人

                            怎奈国势家运

                          将他和南唐紧紧相连

                        殊不知黄袍加身击碎了

                          五代十国的残梦

                          习惯了纸迷金醉

                          习惯了胭脂粉堆

                          习惯了填词作画

                          祖宗的文治武功

                          早已抛之九霄云天

                            翩翩少年才子

                          天真地幻想着和平

                        雄心勃勃的赵家兄弟

                          驾着滚滚的战车

                          驱赶着金戈铁马

                            踏破长江天险

                        欲将富庶的江南之地

                          收入大宋的囊中

                        南陈的厄运再度上演

                          为了那千百万子民

                          他甘愿做了违命侯

                            随着珠宝美人

                          耻辱的到了汴都

                          妻妾们惨遭蹂躏

                        美丽的面庞在痛苦呻吟

                            谁来拯救她们

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                            明知——

                          词不能化为千军万马

                            再好也无力回天

                          再动听也救不了南唐

                          却逐渐爱上了西楼

                            看那如钩的残月

                          看那寂寞的秋雨梧桐

                            小楼的缕缕东风

                          吹散不了千杯愁绪

                            唯有垂泪到天明

                          可怜故国不堪回首

                          活着不如死了的痛快

                          就是那一记穿肠毒药

                        他的凄婉哀怨划上了句号

                          一千多年悄然而逝

                        赵宋未能逃脱命运的轮回

                            雕栏玉砌已不在

                              朱颜已改

                          且问后主能有几多愁

                            流水落花春去也

                            我的南唐可好

                              我的词在否

 

祝军刚