刀客

章洪波


真正善用刀者
是沉默的刽子手

唯有他懂得一滴血的疼
一颗头颅的尊严，以及一把刀的
泪水与苍凉


The Swordsman

Zhang Hongbo


A true swordsman
Is a silent executioner

He is the only one who knows the pain of a drop of blood
The dignity of a head, and tears and desolation
Of a sword

印

曼荻


在纸上，拓下一方疆域
闲适、端然、一言九鼎
新提的朱砂，属意江南
按下古意
深埋孤独，辞去青空，辞退魏晋


Seal

Mandi


On paper, it carves a territory
Leisurely, upright and authoritative
Fresh cinnabar, having a preference for Jiangnan
Press ancient artistic conception
Bury loneliness, resign azure sky and discharge Wei Jin

替母亲销户

嘉州程川


犹记那日，在人间派出所
我对母亲说，不怕
我们只是搬个家。我说的话
只有住进我心里的母亲听得到


Cancelling My Mother's Household Registration

Jiazhou Chengchuan


I remember the day in the human police station
I said to my mother, don't be afraid
We're just moving. What I said
Could be heard by only my mother who lived in my heart

榫和卯

云者无敌


榫和卯的关系持续了数千年
勾心斗角，仍以服从大局为重
那棵锃亮的铁钉无计可施
现今，黏糊糊的液体也想插上一腿
试问，苟且的事有永远吗？


Tenon and Mortise

Yunzhe Wudi


The relationship between tenon and mortise has lasted for thousands of years
Despite intrigues, they still look at the whole picture
The shiny nail is at the end of its wits
Now, the squishy liquid is trying to stick its nose in it
Will such indiscretion last forever?

烈士墓碑群记

疯狂小吃部


几十年了，
他们
一直没有接到撤退的命令。

子弹打光了，
就用石头。


The Martyrs' Gravestones

Crazy Snack-bar


For decades,
They
Haven't  been ordered to retreat.

Being out of bullets,
They use rocks.

稻子简史

洋辣子菌


田间的稻子谦抑。成熟，姿态是弯曲的。
相比拔节与灌浆时节的昂首，更容易命名智者。

但世人不知道的是，它从
萌芽到成熟之前，头
一直就没有低过。


A Brief History of Rice

Yanglazijun（啥名字嘛？ ）


The rice in the field is modest. When it grows mature, it bends its waist toward the earth.
Compared to its high held head at the jointing and grouting stage, it's more likely to be named Wise Being.

But what people don't know is that
From budding to ripening
It never bows its head.

海的味道

蔡召钦


尝一口海水就明白
人间最低处
最辽阔的海
也满是泪水的味道


The Taste of the Sea

Cai Zhaoqin


Take a sip of seawater and you will know
In the lowest place of the world
The vastest sea
Tastes like tears

谣言

中沙河


两棵树挨得很近，白额蛛
就在枝叶间挂了一张网

捕风，捉影


Rumor

Zhong Shahe


Between the two trees standing close to each other
A white fronted spider hung a net

To catch wind, and shadows

白纸

竹月


百年以后
我们将躺在同一张纸上
安息

我们的渺小
与留白一样伟大


White Paper

Zhu Yue


In one hundred years
We will lie on the same sheet of paper
Resting in peace

Our tininess
As great as emptiness

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