旧时光
文/龙平

有些文字已经走进书签
成为硬朗的一部分
有些，在黑暗中
仍然保持柔弱
黑尾蓝冠的鸟雀
从田野的上空经过
看见马车停在木桥上
桥边的柿子树一副欲投清江的样子
犹豫成故事
那本书，用锋利的卷边
在锈色上雕琢时间，然后
用虫洞为少年
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Old Times
by Long Ping/译者：俐雅.王.戈尔道夫

Some words have slipped into bookmarks,
becoming a hardened part of them.
Some, in the darkness,
remain soft and fragile.

Black-tailed, blue-crowned birds
pass over the fields,
spotting a cart stopped on the wooden bridge.
By the bridge, a persimmon tree leans
as if about to throw itself into the river —
hesitation turns into a story.

That book, with its sharp curled edges,
etches time into rust, and then
through wormholes,
records joy
for the young boy.

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