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本帖最后由 乔国永 于 2013-9-10 17:05 编辑
《独钓黄昏》
那是临近午后的黄昏 光影是静止的 身体像一个小小的容器 装满了跋涉中太多的雨水 梦中的湖面,倒映的往事 恍惚天水一色,浑然不清 我低着头 游离于你的钓竿之下,看你 钓一个人的余生
一阵风吹来 把我撕得支离破碎
Fishing alone at dusk
At dusk close to sunset, The shadow of light was still. Body like a small container Was filled with rainwater after trek. The past reflected in a lake, the lake in dreams, Seemed like the lake and the sky blended Into each other, and hard to tell. I wandered under your fishing rod With my head lowered And watched you fish the remainder of life.
A gust of wind arose, And I was torn to shreds. |