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MY PEN …

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My pen …

The First Period Work

 

My pen, is freezing in air

and I fall into deep sleep again

all of all, are going back to its very begining

the veils are fluttering in the wind

the hall is empty

the man,  is disappearing

when an oil lamp exhausts in a blink

a lonely goose is whining in a roll of knight-errant novel

but lost echo in its recall

…

I am asleep deeply in that roll of novel

 

我的笔 又将悬在空中

我又将睡去

一切又归于零

纱幕将随风而飘抖着

殿堂已空

那人已离去

一盏之时

孤雁在武侠传中传鸣

却听不见回音



...



我就睡在那书里



 

 

I SEE …

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I see …

 

我看到人站在舞台上

灯火又象蜡烛一样熄灭

他们在重叠地行走着



街道歇息在午夜二十四时

弦月苍白已无法显现

我看到一种无端的思念

有如灰尘

悬浮在空间

它滞足着

艰难地喘息着

又仿佛在寻求一种逃离的轨迹

从这里到那里

它又被世俗吟唱着



我站在舞台上

见不到任何人

但见无数变幻的色彩

不知自己 是哪种颜色



 

 

CONFUSED …

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confused …

The First Period Work List

 

我能怎么呢

一

让横线划过一切

譬如时间 、人

让我生

或 让我死

不能让我悬在空间

想象我与他们在一起



我的血液有时透着冰凉 与怀疑

在持续的每一天 一分 一秒

环顾四处



那永远是个黑点



 

 

A BLIND POINT …

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A BLIND POINT …

The First Period Work List

 

我无法思考, 此时

所有, 乱, 只是影像

在我眼里

都是静物

无生命地侵扰

我的心停歇着

静静地观望着...



有如一只鸟

它的羽翼仍是单薄的

但在夜里 它找到了它的地方



晨光会来

唤醒我们



 

 

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at a point …

The First Period Work List

 

我想在中途将车停下来

停在那棵离路灯很近的树下

我想将手触及那树纹

随着潮湿飘散的雨

触摸那寂静的心声 源于内心 却无法表述



此时只有你与我同在

只有你在倾听

那仿佛是许多年前幼童独处时的心境

与你对话

谁也不知



时钟会停止在我双眼合上的时候

那时 蜡烛会燃上

夜色会胧起你的面庞

你使所有熟悉的人重新聚来 且不再离去

爱不再空落

亦不再失所

我也回归于小小之身影穿行于豆荚藤与月季丛中

以愉悦的心境

向你仰望



我是你安慰的万物中的一个

而你是真实之地的主人



 

 

WAITING

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WAITING

The First Period Work List

 

我常以幻想

作相当无望地等待

并常以按捺不住的激动

面对冷漠而又冷淡之面孔

我常以 遗忘

将世界喘息于角落

而我深知

这一切

不可长久 不能长久

我却怎将你失落于那一端天空

而苦于此处寻找



我常以时间之流逝

数作你脚步渐近之韵律

而怎知心中燃升的焦急

于午夜十二时呼唤不倦



一切 如此而已

我常以镜面视容颜

任何语言

都已滑落于双眼



 

 

FLYING AWAY

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FLYING AWAY

The First Period Work List

 

想飞走

想远行

想恢复一颗单纯的心

想知道他在哪里

想有着一双折不断的双翅

想奔跑

想自由

想去那个神圣的地方

想回归

想倚在你的膝前

想着那个小小的木地板房间

想着所有的陈设

没有灰尘



想着成熟, 自然, 那种美

想着微笑

生命在空中欢愉地呼吸着...



 

 

IMAGINATION

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IMAGINATION

The First Period Work List

 

[

想象自己是那个古代的女子

在镜前梳妆

梧桐树叶飞过墙

一个 几个

宁静, 美, 且忧伤着

蝴蝶没有成双成对地从诗书中飞出来

好象就落入尘土了

永远找不到对方



我有些难过

我的门仍紧闭着

让这世界的纷乱与我无关



 

 

like something in painting

The First Period Work List

 

就象画中盛开的牡丹

宣纸是脆薄的

牡丹 仍是艳丽着

画画的那个人呢?

他的衣袖都已腐烂了

他的眼神却盯着某个地方

他眼神盯着的地方我也盯着

此刻

那画就是镜子

那他, 就是我



 

 

THE LOVED ONE

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THE LOVED ONE

The First Period Work List

 

就象那江边的水草

仰视那静止的明月

清晰而温柔的

就象被人遗忘的街景

遗忘的路灯, 光

逝去的人

似乎徒然微笑, 在空中



另一个世界其实就在身旁

有时以影子的速度

片刻呆思默想

显现



我只是想握住你的手

闻闻你衣袖的扉香

掩面于你的手纹



 

 

A PAPER STROKE

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A PAPER STROKE

The First Period Work List

 

将一笔横划过纸面

一

就象一刀切在一个物体的表面

那么一点

被毁损的痛

在时光中不经意地显现

而令人完整



就象二岁的 Daniel

他将会不知不觉学会些什么

感知我所感知的...



 

 

I ENTER THE ROOM …

The First Period Work List

 

I entered

that room

 

In the moment the wall clock starts clicking

a beam of light is sliping in through the skylight

winds blow the pages of the book spreading a scent of a familiar smell

and the sculpture girl of mine begins her first day of praying

 

I am blessed

and eventually rest my heart within

like a dust found its own corner

 

我走进了

那个房间



于是，墙上的时钟开始走动了

光线从天窗滑落了下来

翻动的书页散发着香味

而那个雕塑女孩开始了她最初的祈祷



我终于如一粒灰尘

落在了想要落下的地方



 

 

MY BABY BIRD

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MY BABY BIRD

The First Period Work List

 

仿佛它仍望着我

我的聊聊（我的宠物鸟）

仍对着我说话

我知道

有一种语言，它没有任何意义

但心情栖息在树梢

它对我的那种轻柔的注视

似乎含着一种痛心的分别的预示

脆弱直至死亡

似是一个时钟敲打的过程

但我仍然想象着，无数次地，无数次地

在它死亡,之后

想象着

它飞往哪里?



 

 

At night，dream comes

The First Period Work List

 

夜里, 梦来了, 象一只巨鸟

清晨 它将被叩窗的光赶走

一只舞动的精灵逐渐感到疲倦了

于是喧闹静了下来

而时钟仍在打着拍子

就象昨天在二楼的窗前

不知有配乐的天使伴着童年

一阵温倦的清风

将我吹醒



 

 

IN THIS WORLD …

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IN THIS WORLD …

The First Period Work List

 

在这个世界里

我是破碎的

而在你面前

我才完整

没有什么 语言, 思维, 或生命的神智

将我引出盲地

只有展望阳光与雨水

只有顺从

因你是我的主人



 

 

IN A MOMENT …

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IN A MOMENT …

The First Period Work List

 

在瞬时闭眼之时

我回到过去

当人生尚未被改写

我不曾真的记住那些空盲混沌的 片断

惊奇着那些未知的, '空' 的'世界'

我仍然在阅读

期待着去踏入那个神奇的, 梦幻般的庄园

简在树丛中奔跑着

她用书信表达着内心

而莎士比亚让仙后爱上一头驴

她敬仰地亲吻它的额头

魔力的红舞鞋

跳着女孩被责难的无辜的愿望

冰姑娘最终亲吻了那个男孩子的双脚

使他最终屈服于死亡

谁又能不屈从于死亡呢?



狄更斯

以无与伦比的文笔猎住一个幼小富于幻想的心灵

教育着受难之后的感恩

而大卫·科波菲尔的爱情

如此令人神往



没有人进入的这个世界即是伊甸

我如是说



 

 

WOODEN HOUSE

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WOODEN HOUSE

The First Period Work List

 

 

 

在木屋下

阳光宁静地洒下来

自由的空气

使异国有着猫一般妩媚

它是如此想让我亲近

又令我倦念



我以为我找不到小说里的那个故乡

它仿佛出现在我的视线



 

 

MEMORY

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MEMORY

 

 

回忆

我记得什么呢

而又忘记了什么呢



曾经的我已日渐温和

梦中之人 已化作一骨乌香

隔在此生之外



我记得什么呢

灯光原本在前方

而此刻我已握在手中

我的世界 它曾生存于梦幻

而今却停顿于边缘

作数十分钟的喘息



我记得什么呢

我记得她的体香 有种檀木的味道

而今她早已象花一样枯萎



曾轻轻掸动双翼的蝴蝶

秋日已过

已落入千层的泥涟之中



 

 

HIS STEPS PLAYING A LONELY TUNE …

The First Period Work List

 

 

他的脚步奏着孤独的曲子

伴随着他走过隧道

在夜里

皮鞋撞击地面

莫名的气味伴着潮湿

有人喝醉了

他问, " 我活着吗? "



窒息的鱼啊

挣扎着

却不忧伤



 

 

WANDERING

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WANDERING

The First Period Work List

 

 

不知如何

将诗句落在纸上

今天

所有墨迹结在一处

有如堆画的线圈



有如一种褪变的颜色

没有阳光

它更是灰暗



试图将遥远的什么 牵起

却无法

静默深思



我知道如果智慧缺席

语言或是任何

有如空气般地轻



就让我在此刻出神吧

如果人生不过如此



 

 

BREEZE

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BREEZE

The First Period Work List

 

 

一阵清风能吹开一些记忆

记忆中有荒园

荒园里的人已距我千里之遥

或更远 谁知道

只有你的脸庞

清晰显现于我的心里



一份情怀

简单如儿歌

当鸽群飞过枝梢

夕阳亲吻初升的月亮

你就在那里



我沉浸在这种想象与想念中



 

 

When I wanted to say something to You …

The First Period Work List

 

When I wanted to say something to You

I couldn’t

I couldn’t hold my tears

and I do not know why

my heart is sadden in a sudden

but do not know why

a moment ago

I was feeling calm and content

all of those abusive coldness have nothing to do with me

they are rains outside of my windows

 

Even a small sparrow begs for Your mercy and love

as it does

as it will praise You with its singing in the next morning after the storm

 

为何我想对你说什么的时候

却想抑住眼泪

却不能

也不知道为何

我的心在抖动

不知为何

在一瞬间之前

我自觉平静与满足

那些冰冷的, 粗暴 又与我何干呢?

它们都是 窗外的雨



即是一只麻雀也需要你的怜悯

不是吗

让它在风暴次日的早晨醒来

唱出赞美的歌



 

 

A CAT

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A cat

The First Period Work List

 

Sometimes I am just a cat

a stray cat who is licking her wounds underneath of a rumbling giant overpass

living has become a loneliness journey

like a nickel

lying sedately in the ditch of a pavement

 

I am hating the imprisonment when dark’s coming

and hating deceitful faces when light takes over the world

for those living beings I groaning

who are they?

and where are they from?

why are they murky confused?

 

The fouling dirtiness of this city really chokes my every breath (I got asthma )

and with utterly unhappy sentiments

I would ‘meow’ again to all

 

有时候

我只是一只受伤的猫

在惊恐的高架桥下舔试着伤口

生存是一种孤独的印象

有如五分钱的硬币

安静地躺在水泥地边的沟壑里



我在夜里憎恨着囚禁

而在白日里憎恨着虚饰

那些人

他们是谁

他们在哪里

他们为何如此混乱



城市的污浊我吐纳着

很不满

于是又 " 喵 " 了一声



 

 

Seems i

The First Period Work List

 

Seems I have lost a language

I couldn’t walk in the crowd

and I couldn’t lift my head

to read your eyes

seems it is an unhealable wound

tears falling out of the fingers of mine

in a moment of

as a rushing river

or as a shot by an invisible gun

like an arm like broken wings

its up, and down

 

Seems it is not a loss of an expression

but something unknown

unknown of alienation

burnt out of inside dark

there, or not there

a candle dwindling in its expiring

with pale with no hope

with flaws with forever incurable

with darkness and without salvation Will I forever be expelled out of your world like Israelites

and there is no word to spell its own genuineness

 

我似乎失去了一种语言

以至于不能在人群里行走

不能抬头

与你对视

似乎有一种不可治愈的创伤

让眼泪从手指中落下

在某个时刻

瞬时奔流的感伤



仿佛被击中

踉踉跄跄

有如臂膀在断裂



而失去的似乎并不是一种表达

一种浑然不知的

陌生

在内心燃生

仿佛有 仿佛又没有

玄然飘动如烛

又如有一种死色

一种 缺陷与瑕疵

能够将一切捣毁无余



我被分隔于那个界外吗

而没有一种语言能表达冷漠



 

 

I ENTER THE ROOM

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I ENTER THE ROOM

The First Period Work List

 

I enter

that room

 

In the moment the wall clock starts clicking

a beam of light is sliping in through the skylight

winds blow the pages of the book spreading a scent of a familiar smell

and the sculpture girl of mine begins her first day of praying

 

I am blessed

and eventually rest my heart within

like a dust found its own corner

 

我走进了

那个房间



于是墙上的时钟开始走动了

光线从天窗滑落了下来

翻动的书页散发着香味

而那个雕塑女孩开始了她的祈祷



我终于如一粒灰尘

落在了想要落下的地方



 

 

A MATCH SAYS

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A match says

The First Period Work List

 

A match says

“I am waiting…

I am waiting when I haven’t been lighted

when every love story

before be read

when I was a kid

when stars are still twinkling with poetic sensation

and every drop of dew falls into my dream”

 

“I am waiting that moment

when I see fire burning through in your eyes”

It says

 

一根火柴说

" 我在等待 "



" 我等待,

在我还不曾被点燃的时候,

在每一个爱情故事

被阅读之前

当我仍是个孩子,

当星星仍闪烁出诗律的光的时候,

每一滴露珠

浸着睡眠... "



"我等着那一刻

火焰将在你眼中闪烁..."

它说