《有時我這樣回鄉(xiāng)》| 雙一

那本厚厚的書

二十年前我鄭重其事地翻開

密密麻麻的方塊字

猶如嚴(yán)密防守的衛(wèi)兵

神情傲慢如我之人

全被攔在城外

直到二十年后一個異邦

當(dāng)我的目光已常常低垂

額頭與兩鬢也染上了霜

那古老書中的每一頁

都變成柔軟溫?zé)岬臐窠?/p>

我將滿是塵土的臉埋進(jìn)去

撲進(jìn)闊別已久的故鄉(xiāng)

2018/06/30

Sometimes I Return Home This Way

by Shuang Yi

That thick book

I opened it twenty years ago with care.

Those crowded square characters

were like security guards on high alert.

People with prideful faces like mine

were all banned from entering the gate.

Till twenty years later in a different State,

when I often lower my eyes,

and my hair has picked up some gray,

each page of that old book has become

a soft warm and wet towel,

into which I bury my dirty face,

like running back home so long apart.