文? 安城
我曾經(jīng)問過天色將晚的雨
她言說秋天在北行二十公里的湖畔
深藏在楓葉林中千秋萬載的頁巖
被月光洗盡了塵埃靜坐在路旁
我問她秋天有什么特別
她說秋天里有無盡的蕭瑟與蒼涼
站在溫暖的屋內(nèi)看著窗外的行人
他們踽踽獨(dú)行的步伐也看起來有些沉重
我曾經(jīng)問過天色將晚的雨
她言說風(fēng)和雨未必總是相伴而行
雨可以停留在我的手掌或者回歸于虛無
而風(fēng)，那些秋天的風(fēng)去了哪里
Ask the Autumn
By Ancheng
I once asked the late rain at dusk
She said there is autumn near the lake 20 kilometers north
Deep in the maple trees lies a piece of shale
which lived for thousands of years
Its dust was washed away by the moonlight
and it quietly sat by the roadside
I asked her what was so special about autumn
She said there was endless desolation in the autumn
Standing in the warm room and looking out at the passers-by
Their solitary walk also seemed heavy
I once asked about the late rain at dusk
She said that wind and rain did not always go together
The rain can stay in my hand or return to nothing
And the autumn wind, where did it go?
