香與詩

一縷來自海洋的螺甲香，穿越千年，在黃庭堅的硯台邊緩緩升起。這種曾腐敗的甲殼，歷經炮製與火煉，化為點燃詩魂的奇香。在贛南詩徑上，詩人焚香對坐，書寫人間清苦與風骨。而今搭乘滬昆高鐵，從杭州至南昌，不只是速度的穿越，更是一次詩與香的深層對話。殼雖薄，香可存，與黃庭堅同行，體味螺甲香中沉澱的千年詩意。A wisp of ocean-borne spiral-shell incense rises across a thousand years, unfurling beside Huang Tingjian’s inkstone. Once a putrefying carapace, through curing and fire it is transfigured into an aroma that kindles the poet’s soul. Along the poetic paths of southern Jiangxi, he sits before the censer, writing of earthly austerity and unwavering integrity. Today, riding the Shanghai–Kunming high-speed railway from Hangzhou to Nanchang, we traverse not only distance but a deeper dialogue between poetry and scent. The shell is thin, yet the fragrance endures—walk with Huang Tingjian and taste the millennium of verse distilled in spiral-shell incense.