倦意还逗留在黎明的眼上，露润在空气里。
湿草的懒味悬垂在地面的薄雾中。
在榕树下你用乳油般柔嫩的手挤着牛奶。
我沉静地站立着。
我没有走近你。
天空和庙里的锣声一同醒起。
街尘在驱走的牛蹄下飞扬。
晨光渐逝而我没有步近你。
5、《孤独的旅人》
In the deep shadows of the rainy july ,with secret steps,
Thou walkest,silent as night ,eluding all watchers.
Today the morning has closed its eyes ,
Heedless of the insistent calls of the loud east wind ,
And a thick veil has been drawn over the ever-wakeful blue sky.
The woodlands have hushed their songs,
And doors are all shut at every house .
thou art the solitary wayfarer in this deserted street.
Oh my only friend,my best beloved,
The gates are open in my house -do not pass by like a dream.
在七月淫雨的忧郁中，你迈着神秘的步子
如夜一般的沉寂，躲过了一切守望者
现在，黎明已经合眼
不理会狂啸东风的不懈呼唤
一张厚重的纱幕遮住了永远清醒的碧空
林地里，歌声止住
家家户户闭上了门
凄清的大街上，你这孤独的旅人
噢，我唯一的朋友，我的最爱
我的家门敞开着——请不要如梦幻般从我面前溜走
6、《生如夏花》
Life, thin and light-off time and time again
Frivolous tireless
one
I heard the echo, from the valleys and the heart
Open to the lonely soul of sickle harvesting
Repeat outrightly, but also repeat the well-being of
Eventually swaying in the desert oasis
I believe I am
Born as the bright summer flowers
Do not withered undefeated fiery demon rule
Heart rate and breathing to bear the load of the cumbersome
Bored
Two
I heard the music, from the moon and carcass
Auxiliary extreme aestheticism bait to capture misty
Filling the intense life, but also filling the pure
There are always memories throughout the earth
I believe I am
Died as the quiet beauty of autumn leaves
Sheng is not chaos, smoke gesture
Even wilt also retained bone proudly Qing Feng muscle
Occult
Three
I hear love, I believe in love
Love is a pool of struggling blue-green algae
As desolate micro-burst of wind
Bleeding through my veins
Years stationed in the belief
Four
I believe that all can hear
Even anticipate discrete, I met the other their own
Some can not grasp the moment
Left to the East to go West, Gu, the dead must not return to
See, I head home Zanhua, in full bloom along the way all the way
Frequently missed some, but also deeply moved by wind, frost, snow or rain
Five
Prajna Paramita, soon as soon as
Shengruxiahua dead, as an autumn leaf
Also care about what has
生命，一次又一次轻薄过
轻狂不知疲倦
一
我听见回声，来自山谷和心间
以寂寞的镰刀收割空旷的灵魂
不断地重复决绝，又重复幸福
终有绿洲摇曳在沙漠
我相信自己
不凋不败，妖治如火
承受心跳的负荷和呼吸的累赘
乐此不疲
二
我听见音乐，来自月光和胴体
辅极端的诱饵捕获飘渺的唯美
一生充盈着激烈，又充盈着纯然
总有回忆贯穿于世间
我相信自己
死时如同静美的秋日落叶
不盛不乱，姿态如烟
即便枯萎也保留丰肌清骨的傲然
玄之又玄
三
我听见爱情，我相信爱情
爱情是一潭挣扎的蓝藻
如同一阵凄微的风
穿过我失血的静脉
驻守岁月的信念
四
我相信一切能够听见
甚至预见离散，遇见另一个自己
而有些瞬间无法把握
任凭东走西顾，逝去的必然不返
请看我头置簪花，一路走来一路盛开
频频遗漏一些，又深陷风霜雨雪的感动
般若波罗蜜，一声一声
生如夏花，死如秋叶
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