本帖最后由 雨荷风 于 2015-10-7 15:16 编辑
海南沉香
谁在深夜哭?纸的墙,沙的城,十万只疾走的蚂蚁与溺水的马蹄。 一把泪抹去,那哭的,还有那听见哭的
谁把自己留在伤口?谁用一丝喑哑的痛 说破所有的殇 一点暗香从灰烬中拈来:那些显现的竟可以被如此掩藏
Agilawood From Hainan
Who cries deep at night? for paper-likewalls, sand-made castles, millions of running ants or drowned horses’ hoofprint Finally away by tears, both the crying andthe listener will be wiped
Who’s left himself in the wound? speakingout all the ever cut With a mute pain From ashes comes a sparkle of secretfragrance: those once appeared could be hidden in the way of disappearance
|