《冬之韻》
文/任泳儒（新疆哈密）
西風(fēng)烈長(zhǎng)空雁叫霜晨月
趕走了大雁南飛去的悲鳴
姹紫嫣紅的深秋
被一場(chǎng)雨加雪吞噬蒼穹糾纏不清
一朵朵雪花紛揚(yáng)著潔白的羽翼
斜織著如天使般純美降落人間
擦肩而過(guò)覆蓋蒼莽
遮月?lián)踝m埃落定之后凍結(jié)的冬韻妝點(diǎn)著深意輪回
雪花張開(kāi)了翅膀
扇動(dòng)壓抑的胸懷天下
醞釀飛蛾撲火般的篤定
她深情的輕輕地吻了我的眼眸
滑過(guò)我的臉頰
像母親的溫情融化在我的心窩
默然凈度無(wú)聲的奉獻(xiàn)
飄來(lái)圣潔卻聽(tīng)不到她珊珊而來(lái)的聲響
濃秋的艷色絕美謝了花紅
雪花暄妍她的紛紛揚(yáng)揚(yáng)
靜謐了冬天的韻致
盛開(kāi)與衰敗
是生命里途中的輪回所見(jiàn)
一晝程一夜程繞山轉(zhuǎn)水
唯那凜冽夜空的寒風(fēng)牽引
迎來(lái)一場(chǎng)雪的潔白牽伴
霧淞妝扮了冬天冰清玉潔的模樣
走在寂寥的夜晚路燈閃爍之光
靜聽(tīng)踩雪回聲的吱吱聲
律動(dòng)向前行走的步伐堅(jiān)定自信
似曾追風(fēng)的人用韻致的回聲
在追趕季節(jié)的腳步邁向蒼莽
一場(chǎng)雪的寒光逼近
讓我懂得了夏日的溫暖已失去
燈火闌珊處仍有一盞燈為誰(shuí)守候
靜靜地亮在生命的雪夜里等待
想起小時(shí)候父母在
爐火旺的溫暖火熱
也溫情著我生命里的寒冬與難忘的背影
一場(chǎng)雪牽來(lái)冬的韻苑
我用清新的氤氳之息凝聚力量
宣讀冬的序言譜寫(xiě)冬雪別戀過(guò)往的新篇章
我踩著冬的吱嘎的韻律
走在曠野之息寂寥一片空靜的光芒
看那傲雪的風(fēng)骨梅雪交融情真意切的堅(jiān)守
任一場(chǎng)雪馳騁縱橫草原皚皚遼遠(yuǎn)
一個(gè)潔白的信念讓我書(shū)寫(xiě)思念的滋味來(lái)開(kāi)啟一個(gè)嶄新的春天
冬之韻的芳菲艷影芳心的圣潔
雪與梅的傲骨無(wú)雙的清澈見(jiàn)底…
那山那水那云那雪
那人那屋那情那夢(mèng)
就在眼前一亮
夢(mèng)里跳動(dòng)的心在吶喊
二0二五年十二月十六日於哈密
The Rhythm of Winter
By Ren Yongru (Hami, Xinjiang)
Wild west wind howls across the vault of heaven;
Wild geese cry beneath the frosty morning moon.
It chases away the mournful honks of geese flying south,
Swallowing the resplendent autumn in a tangled mix of rain and snow.
Flakes of snow drift down, unfurling their pure white wings,
Weaving slantwise through the air, descending like angels to the mortal world.
Brushing past, they blanket the vast wilderness,
Veiling the moon and blocking the dust. When all settles and freezes,
The rhythm of winter adorns the world with profound, cyclical meaning.
Snowflakes spread their wings,
Unfolding a heart that holds the whole universe.
Brewing the resolute determination of a moth darting into the flame,
They gently kiss my eyes with deep affection,
Sliding down my cheeks—
As tender as a mother’s love, melting into the depths of my heart.
Silently, they cleanse and redeem the world with quiet devotion.
Bringing holiness in their wake, yet without a sound of their graceful approach.
The stunning hues of late autumn fade, their blossoms wilting away,
While snowflakes bloom in all their swirling glory,
Hushing the world into the unique charm of winter.
Blossoming and withering—
These are the cycles witnessed along the journey of life.
Days pass and nights turn, as I wander past mountains and rivers.
Only the biting cold wind in the wintry sky guides me,
Welcoming the companionship of a blanket of pure white snow.
Rime adorns winter in its icy elegance,
As I walk through the quiet night beneath the flickering streetlights.
Listening to the crisp crunch of snow underfoot,
My steps move forward in steady, confident rhythm.
Like one who once chased the wind, I follow the echoes of winter’s charm,
Hurrying to keep pace with the seasons as they march toward the boundless wilderness.
The cold glow of the snow draws near,
Making me realize that the warmth of summer is gone.
Yet in the dim light of fading lanterns, a single lamp still burns—
Who is it waiting for,
Shining quietly in the snowy night of life, holding vigil?
I think back to my childhood, when my parents were still around,
The stove blazing with warm, crackling fire.
That warmth lingers still, comforting me through the cold winters of life
And the unforgettable sight of their departing figures.
A snowfall ushers in winter’s garden of charm.
I gather my strength from the crisp, misty air,
Reciting the prologue of winter, composing a new chapter of love
That bids farewell to the past amid the snow.
I tread to the crunching rhythm of winter,
Walking through the boundless wilderness bathed in a serene, empty glow.
Watching the unyielding spirit of plum blossoms standing proudly in the snow,
Their love a sincere and steadfast bond.
Let the snow sweep freely across the vast, snow-covered grasslands.
A pure white belief stirs within me,
As I pour out my longing to usher in a brand-new spring.
The fragrant beauty of winter’s rhythm, the holiness of a pure heart,
The peerless elegance of snow and plum blossoms, clear and transparent as crystal…
Those mountains, those rivers, those clouds, that snow—
Those people, those houses, those feelings, those dreams—
All come vividly into view in a sudden flash of light.
My heart, beating wildly in my dreams, cries out aloud.
Written in Hami on December 16, 2025
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任忠富，筆名任泳儒，新疆哈密巴里坤縣人，退伍軍人，中共黨員，愛(ài)好文學(xué)。人民文藝協(xié)會(huì)詩(shī)人作家，世界漢語(yǔ)作家協(xié)會(huì)終身簽約詩(shī)人，世界作家瀾韻府詩(shī)社總顧問(wèn)，一枝紅蓮文學(xué)詩(shī)社、世界作家瀾韻府詩(shī)社簽約作家詩(shī)人 。現(xiàn)任華夏詩(shī)詞文學(xué)社總監(jiān)，官方《詩(shī)韻星光訪談》主編（百度、騰訊、搜狐、今日頭條編輯 ）。創(chuàng)作成果:2021年3月，合集出版紅船精神相關(guān)著作《南湖》，該書(shū)已被當(dāng)代國(guó)學(xué)館收藏 。曾在《哈密廣播電視報(bào)》《哈密墾區(qū)開(kāi)發(fā)報(bào)》《哈密報(bào)》、哈密廣播電視臺(tái)等多家媒體發(fā)表散文、散文詩(shī)、詩(shī)歌等多篇作品，多次被評(píng)為優(yōu)秀通訊員 。系《中國(guó)愛(ài)情詩(shī)刊》《中國(guó)愛(ài)情詩(shī)社》《伊州韻文藝》《蒲公英詩(shī)苑》《江南詩(shī)絮》《中國(guó)人民詩(shī)刊》《中國(guó)人民詩(shī)社》《花瓣雨文化工作室》《海峽文學(xué)》等平臺(tái)在線詩(shī)人，且曾多次合集出書(shū)、在多家紙刊發(fā)表作品 。
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Ren Zhongfu, pen - named Ren Yongru, is from Barkol County, Hami, Xinjiang. He is a veteran, a member of the Communist Party of China, and loves literature.
He is a poet and writer of the People's Literature and Art Association, a lifelong contracted poet of the World Chinese Writers Association, the general consultant of the Lanyunfu Poetry Society of World Writers, and a contracted writer and poet of the Yizhi Honglian Literature Poetry Society and the Lanyunfu Poetry Society of World Writers. He is currently the director of the Huaxia Poetry and Ci Literature Society and the chief editor of the official Poetry Rhythm Starlight Interview (editor of Baidu, Tencent, Sohu, and Toutiao).
Creative Achievements
- In March 2021, he co - published the book South Lake related to the Red Boat Spirit, and this book has been collected by the Contemporary Sinology Museum.
- He has published many prose, prose poems, poems and other works in many media such as Hami Radio and Television Newspaper, Hami Reclamation Area Development Newspaper, Hami Newspaper, and Hami Radio and Television Station, and has been rated as an excellent correspondent for many times.
- He is an online poet of platforms such as Chinese Love Poetry Journal, Chinese Love Poetry Society, Yizhou Rhyme Literature and Art, Dandelion Poetry Garden, Jiangnan Poetry Fluff, Chinese People's Poetry Journal, Chinese People's Poetry Society, Petal Rain Cultural Studio, Straits Literature, etc. He has also co - published books for many times and published works in many paper - based journals.
雪涌天山筆卷洪荒——任泳儒《冬之韻》的生命氣象與詩(shī)性乾坤
點(diǎn)評(píng)詞作者/柴永紅
西域的朔風(fēng)漫過(guò)天山褶皺，巴里坤的雪絮吻遍戈壁蒼茫，一首裹挾著塞北風(fēng)骨與赤子柔情的《冬之韻》，便在任泳儒的筆端轟然綻放。是一部飽蘸著生命哲思、鄉(xiāng)土情懷與天地精神的恢弘交響。以雪為媒，以冬為箋，將西北大地的凜冽與溫?zé)帷⒆匀惠喕氐纳n茫與精微、人生旅途的回望與前行，熔鑄成一道穿透歲月的光，照亮了詩(shī)歌的疆域，也照亮了每個(gè)讀者心中關(guān)于季節(jié)、關(guān)于家園、關(guān)于生命的永恒回響。
作為扎根新疆哈密的詩(shī)人，任泳儒的筆觸天生帶著戈壁與雪山的氣息——粗糲、雄渾，卻又藏著極致的溫柔?！抖崱返拈_(kāi)篇便破空而來(lái)，帶著一股橫掃千軍的氣勢(shì)：“西風(fēng)烈長(zhǎng)空雁叫霜晨月，趕走了大雁南飛去的悲鳴”。一個(gè)“烈”字，劈開(kāi)了天地的混沌，讓凜冽的西風(fēng)躍然紙上；雁鳴與霜月相映，勾勒出深秋退場(chǎng)的蒼涼圖景，而“雨加雪吞噬蒼穹”的磅礴筆觸，更是將季節(jié)更迭的力量感寫(xiě)到極致。當(dāng)姹紫嫣紅的秋光被風(fēng)雪席卷，天地間只剩下一片蒼茫的白，詩(shī)人筆鋒一轉(zhuǎn)，賦予雪花以神性的光輝：“一朵朵雪花紛揚(yáng)著潔白的羽翼，斜織著如天使般純美降落人間”。此處的雪，不再是自然的物象，而是帶著使命的使者，是滌蕩塵埃的精靈，是妝點(diǎn)輪回的丹青妙手?！安良缍^(guò)覆蓋蒼莽”，遮月?lián)鯄m的靜默中，完成了季節(jié)的交接，也完成了一場(chǎng)關(guān)于“冬韻”的盛大加冕。
如果說(shuō)詩(shī)歌的開(kāi)篇是天地的史詩(shī)，那么接下來(lái)的篇章，便是詩(shī)人與雪的對(duì)話，是靈魂與自然的相擁。“雪花張開(kāi)了翅膀，扇動(dòng)壓抑的胸懷天下”，這是何等壯闊的想象！雪花本是輕盈之物，詩(shī)人眼中，卻有著吞吐天地的氣魄，有著“飛蛾撲火般的篤定”。這份篤定，是雪落大地的義無(wú)反顧，是生命奔赴使命的赤誠(chéng)決絕。而當(dāng)雪花“深情的輕輕地吻了我的眼眸，滑過(guò)我的臉頰”，磅礴的天地氣象驟然收斂，化作一縷溫潤(rùn)的柔情——“像母親的溫情融化在我的心窩”。這一筆，堪稱神來(lái)之筆。將雪的圣潔與母愛(ài)的溫暖無(wú)縫銜接，讓冰冷的雪花有了溫度，蒼茫的冬天有了歸宿。詩(shī)人的筆下，雪不再是遙不可及的自然景觀，而是可以觸摸的親情，是可以依偎的懷抱，是默然奉獻(xiàn)的生命圖騰。“飄來(lái)圣潔卻聽(tīng)不到她珊珊而來(lái)的聲響”，以無(wú)聲的姿態(tài)，滌蕩著深秋的艷色，也滌蕩著人們心中的浮躁與塵埃。
《冬之韻》的動(dòng)人之處，從未止步于寫(xiě)景抒情的淺灘，而是向著生命哲思的深海泅渡?！笆㈤_(kāi)與衰敗，是生命里途中的輪回所見(jiàn)”，這一句如洪鐘大呂，道破了自然與人生的終極密碼。冬雪的降臨，不是衰敗的終結(jié)，而是新生的序曲；深秋的退場(chǎng)，不是繁華的湮滅，而是輪回的開(kāi)端。詩(shī)人以“一晝程一夜程繞山轉(zhuǎn)水”的行旅意象，書(shū)寫(xiě)著生命的跋涉，而那“凜冽夜空的寒風(fēng)”，既是前行的阻力，也是引路的明燈。當(dāng)霧凇妝扮出冬天“冰清玉潔的模樣”，當(dāng)路燈的光芒灑在寂寥的雪夜，當(dāng)踩雪的“吱吱聲”與堅(jiān)定的步伐共鳴，詩(shī)人筆下的冬，便有了一種昂揚(yáng)向上的力量。這不是消極避世的冬夜獨(dú)酌，而是踏雪而行的生命宣言——“似曾追風(fēng)的人用韻致的回聲，追趕季節(jié)的腳步邁向蒼莽”。此處的“蒼莽”，既是西北大地的遼闊疆域，也是生命追求的無(wú)垠遠(yuǎn)方。
如果說(shuō)自然的輪回與生命的跋涉，構(gòu)成了《冬之韻》的骨骼，那么鄉(xiāng)愁與親情，便是這首詩(shī)的血脈。當(dāng)“一場(chǎng)雪的寒光逼近”，夏日的溫暖成為遙遠(yuǎn)的記憶，詩(shī)人的筆鋒便轉(zhuǎn)向了燈火闌珊處的守候，轉(zhuǎn)向了童年記憶里的爐火?！跋肫鹦r(shí)候父母在，爐火旺的溫暖火熱，也溫情著我生命里的寒冬與難忘的背影”，這幾句樸素的文字，沒(méi)有華麗的辭藻，卻有著直抵人心的力量。在西域的凜冽寒風(fēng)中，父母的背影與爐火的溫暖，是詩(shī)人一生的精神坐標(biāo)；在蒼茫的雪夜里，這份溫暖化作一盞不滅的燈，照亮了生命的來(lái)路與歸途。這是屬于詩(shī)人的私人記憶，也是屬于每個(gè)游子的集體鄉(xiāng)愁——無(wú)論走多遠(yuǎn)，無(wú)論風(fēng)雪多大，總有一盞燈，在故鄉(xiāng)的窗前，為我們亮著。
詩(shī)歌的后半部分，意境愈發(fā)開(kāi)闊，情感愈發(fā)熾烈。“一場(chǎng)雪牽來(lái)冬的韻苑，我用清新的氤氳之息凝聚力量”，詩(shī)人以雪為墨，以冬為紙，書(shū)寫(xiě)著對(duì)過(guò)往的告別，對(duì)未來(lái)的期許。他“踩著冬的吱嘎的韻律”，行走在曠野的空靜光芒里，看“傲雪的風(fēng)骨梅雪交融情真意切的堅(jiān)守”。梅與雪，是中國(guó)古典詩(shī)詞中永恒的意象，而在任泳儒的筆下，這對(duì)意象被賦予了新的內(nèi)涵——不再是江南園林的婉約點(diǎn)綴，而是西北大地的風(fēng)骨象征。梅的堅(jiān)韌，雪的純潔，詩(shī)人的眼中，是生命最本真的模樣，是“無(wú)雙的清澈見(jiàn)底”。當(dāng)雪“馳騁縱橫草原皚皚遼遠(yuǎn)”，詩(shī)人心中的“潔白的信念”便化作一股磅礴的力量，“書(shū)寫(xiě)思念的滋味來(lái)開(kāi)啟一個(gè)嶄新的春天”。此處的春天，不再是季節(jié)的概念，而是生命的新生，是希望的象征，是歷經(jīng)寒冬之后的豁然開(kāi)朗。
詩(shī)歌的結(jié)尾，如一曲雄渾的合唱，將天地萬(wàn)物、人間情愫熔于一爐：“那山那水那云那雪，那人那屋那情那夢(mèng)，就在眼前一亮，夢(mèng)里跳動(dòng)的心在吶喊”。這不是簡(jiǎn)單的景物羅列，而是詩(shī)人心中的精神原鄉(xiāng)。山是天山的巍峨，水是哈密的清澈，雪是巴里坤的純潔，人是故鄉(xiāng)的親人，情是血脈的羈絆，夢(mèng)是生命的向往。這些意象交織在一起，構(gòu)成了一幅立體的、鮮活的、充滿生命力的畫(huà)卷。而“夢(mèng)里跳動(dòng)的心在吶喊”，則將整首詩(shī)的情感推向了高潮——這是對(duì)故鄉(xiāng)的熱愛(ài)，對(duì)生命的禮贊，對(duì)未來(lái)的呼喚，是一個(gè)扎根西北的詩(shī)人，對(duì)這片土地最深情的告白。
縱觀全詩(shī)，《冬之韻》有著與眾不同的藝術(shù)特質(zhì)。大氣磅礴，源于詩(shī)人對(duì)西北大地的深刻理解與熱愛(ài)。沒(méi)有對(duì)天山風(fēng)雪的親身體驗(yàn)，便寫(xiě)不出“西風(fēng)烈”的雄渾；沒(méi)有對(duì)戈壁蒼茫的深情凝望，便寫(xiě)不出雪“馳騁縱橫草原”的壯闊。與眾不同，源于詩(shī)人將豪放與婉約、寫(xiě)景與抒情、哲思與鄉(xiāng)愁完美融合的筆力。有“吞噬蒼穹”的磅礴氣勢(shì)，也有“母親的溫情”的細(xì)膩動(dòng)人；有“生命輪回”的深刻哲思，也有“爐火溫暖”的樸素鄉(xiāng)愁。詩(shī)性乾坤，源于詩(shī)人以小見(jiàn)大的藝術(shù)匠心——以雪花為切入點(diǎn)，寫(xiě)盡了天地的壯闊；以冬韻為線索，寫(xiě)盡了生命的豐盈。
作為一名退伍軍人、一名扎根基層的作家，任泳儒的詩(shī)歌始終帶著一種責(zé)任與擔(dān)當(dāng)。他的文字，不是象牙塔里的風(fēng)花雪月，而是來(lái)自大地深處的聲音?！抖崱凡粌H是一首關(guān)于冬天的詩(shī)，更是一首關(guān)于生命的詩(shī)，一首關(guān)于故鄉(xiāng)的詩(shī)，一首關(guān)于精神的詩(shī)。我們看到，凜冽的寒冬里，藏著最溫暖的希望；蒼茫的天地間，藏著最動(dòng)人的深情；平凡的生命中，藏著最磅礴的力量。
西域的風(fēng)雪再次漫過(guò)天山，巴里坤的爐火再次點(diǎn)亮冬夜，我們依然會(huì)想起這首《冬之韻》。如同一座豐碑，矗立在詩(shī)歌的原野上，告訴我們：真正的詩(shī)歌，永遠(yuǎn)扎根于大地，永遠(yuǎn)流淌著血脈，永遠(yuǎn)閃耀著人性的光輝。是西北大地的雪，是天山深處的風(fēng)，是每個(gè)游子心中，那盞永不熄滅的燈。
