▋风雨的记录
其然
其实,燕子早进城了
乡下的土墙太旧,托不住
一巢最廉价的欢笑
就像草把人,守不住单薄的稻田
进城的草把人,披着同色的服饰
眼睛守不住欲望
在高大的楼屋下,卑微的稻草
时不时,也会想起自己饱满时
迎风摇摆的样子
The Record of Storms
Actually, the swallows entered the city early
The dirt walls in the countryside are too old to hold
The cheapest laugh in a nest
It ’s like a straw man, unable to keep a thin paddy field
The people entering the city are wearing the same color clothing
Eyes can't keep desire
Under the tall building, the humble straw
From time to time, I also remember when I was full
Swaying in the wind
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▋死亡
其然
其实,我们早就见过黑暗
只是从来没有经历过这么久
尽管灵魂亮着微光
但真的
已经无法穿越这片寂静
不管有多少只眼睛在不停地寻找
Death
Actually, we have seen darkness
Just never experienced so long
Although the soul is shimmering
But really
Can no longer walk through this silence
No matter how many eyes are constantly looking
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