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backtomars   幼 象（节选） The Young Elephant (Adaption) 文/周晓枫 by Zhou Xiaofeng 爱，就是一种寂静的灼烧感吧？原来再寂静的暗恋，只要用心，总能听到，像天籁。这个大海般涨潮的夜晚，我可以感觉到它微微的起伏。黑暗中看不到远方的目的地，我信任你，如同信任海上的罗盘。 Love, is that a sense of burning in quiet? I didn't know that even the most silent secret love, could ever be heard, like the sounds of nature, as long as you listen with care. At such a night as the ocean tide rises, I can feel it's slight rising and falling. In the darkness, the faraway destination is hard to be seen, however I trust in you, the same as I trust in the maritime compass. 我拼命寻求往事中的蛛丝马迹，以求奇迹般的吻合，哪怕我们只是曾经在某一点上相遇。在同一个餐馆出入，坐的是临桌？坐在同一片小树林下，感受阳光闪烁的斑影？在书店里翻阅过同一本书，我的手盖上你的指纹？或在日记里的小诗，我们曾经以同题为它命名？我愿你融入不曾为我所知的记忆中，以便显出，你如何作为一个命运的巨大伏笔存在，只是恰巧在今天，被惊喜地发现。因为，我觉得与你如此熟识。 I strived to seek for the traces of the bygone, trying to find the miracle coincidences, even if we had just come across at some spot once. In the same restaurant, sitting next door? In the same woods, we sat and felt the sparkling shadow of sunshine? In the bookstore, we read the same book, my hands covering your fingerprints? Or the short poem in our diaries, we used to name it with the same topic? I'm willing to enter into your memories which were unknown to me, so as to show how you have been existing there as a great forshadow in the fate, only happenning to be found as a surprise today. Because, I'm feeling so familiar with you. 树上的叶子被风吹动，你的样子在回忆里倒映，而我守口如瓶，就像一口藏着月亮的水井。 The leaves in the tree are blown by the wind, and your appearance is reflecting in the memories. While I keep my mouth shut, just like a well hides a moon in itself. I'm used to hiding myself, from the secret feelings. Even if it occures, I'll hide it as a quiet pause in the music book. I can keep running day and night like the river, although seemingly free and natual and unrestrained, yet nobody could tell, the truth is that I only want to hide well the sleeping fish in the sand bed. I'm used to being comforted by the loneliness, instead of a pair of warm hands. I argue for myself that ---- not until I am exiled to the boundary by love, can I find out the beauty of desolation which is easy to be ignored. I'm willing to become the shepherd in the remotest places, driving alone but a herd inwardly. Even in the heaven there are rusty iron roof, which let in the rain. While it seems as if you could protect me all through my life. Is there anything else that I can't give you? Is there anything else I can still give you? I'm like a child whose entire saving is merely a coin. From spring to autumn, and again to the time when the coolish wind blows from the other end of the horizon. I slowly write your name on the frosted window pane......The night sky is wide, and the earth is covered with the thick snow. Under the abruptly dropped temperature, my heart is still filled with pleasure. Because you are just like a glittering stone sending out the energy that can rewrite the future. artemis_1119 幼 象（节选） Young elephant 文/周晓枫 爱，就是一种寂静的灼烧感吧？原来再寂静的暗恋，只要用心，总能听到，像天籁。这个大海般涨潮的夜晚，我可以感觉到它微微的起伏。黑暗中看不到远方的目的地，我信任你，如同信任海上的罗盘。 Perhaps love is a burning sensation like the sound of nature hearing by heart,whatever how quiescent it is. I could feel the slight fluctuation on this tide night as sea.Although I could not see the far destination, I trust you, like I trust the maritime compass.
I desperately seek some tracks from the past and try to get some marvwlous coincidation,even if we has ever encountered each other at one point.perhaps went to the same eatery,at the table next to each other. Perhaps sat in the same bosket to feel the dappled patterns made by sun. perhaps turned over the same book in the bookstore,and my hand covered your fingerprint. Perhaps we named the same poem in our diary. I hope you could melt into my unknown memory,to show how your existence as the greatness foreshadowing of fate. Just happened on this day.Because I felt so familiar with you.
Leaves were moved by wind,your face was reflected in my memory,moreover I kept my mouth shut like a well hiding the moon.
I used to hide myself, avoided the secret love, even if it has happened, let it hide in music book as a quiescent pause. I could run without end day and night like river,look as if unrestrained and can not be stop. However, no one could guess, I only want to safe bind the fish sleeping on the sand bed. I used to taste loneliness,instead of conciliation by a pair of warm hands. I defended myself---people always taste beatiful and so much neglected desolation after being exile to the borderline of love; I would be a flockmaster so far away,graze lonely for the inner herd by myself.
There are rusty sheet iron roofs with rain seeped in heaven. And you as if could proctect me all my lifetime.
Is there anything I can’t give you? Or can give you? I like a child who has only one coin in my saving. 从春天到秋天，再到微凉的风从地平线那段吹起，我在起霜的玻璃窗上慢慢写你的名字……夜空辽阔，大地铺满厚的雪，骤降的气温中我依然心怀喜悦。因为你，正像闪光的果核散发着改写未来的能量。 From spring to autumn,till the coolish wind was blowed from the horizon. I wrote your name slowly on bloomed window…… Vast night sky,land was overspreaded by heavy snow,in the plummeting temperature, I could still feel happniess. Just for you,like the blinking stone with the power of rewritting future. liflyindance  我习惯隐藏自己，躲避隐秘的感情，即使发生，也让它像个寂静的休止符藏在乐谱里。我可以像河流日夜不止的奔行，看似恣肆而无所阻拦，谁也猜不到，我只为藏好沙床上那条睡觉的鱼。i am used to hide myself,dodge the covert emothion,even it happened,i wll let it hide in the music book as a quiescent pause.i can make myself as the river which is flowing day and night,seems unrestrained and unconstraint,no one can guess,i just want to hide the sleeping fish on the sand bed. 我习惯被孤独抚慰，而不是被一双暖意的手，我为自己辩护说——总是要被爱放逐到边界，才会体会出易被忽略的荒凉之美；我愿做远到天边的牧羊人，独自放牧的，不过自己内心的兽群。 i am used to consoled by loneliness,not a warm pair of hands,i justify for my self---always be exiled to a frontier by love,therefore can realize the beauty which ignore easily ;i want to be the flockmaster who shepherd far away ,what i shepherd alone is just the herd in my hearth 月影下的孤单 
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haihai294067  爱，就是一种寂静的灼烧感吧？原来再寂静的暗恋，只要用心，总能听到，像天籁。这个大海般涨潮的夜晚，我可以感觉到它微微的起伏。黑暗中看不到远方的目的地，我信任你，如同信任海上的罗盘。love,can we call it a kind of ignition in silece? it turns out no matter how secret a love is ,if one cares enough ,one can always find a trace of it,which quite resembles the natural sounds whose subtle flutuation can b e felt in a night falling like tides
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鱼儿鱼儿游啊游  Isn’t love like a silent burning? Even the most secret love, with heart, turns out to be sounding like heaven’s melody. In the rough night like being with arisen sea tides, I could feel its tender heaves. The destination afar is vague in the darkness, yet my belief in you is just like that in the compass sailing on sea.
Leaves stirred in the wind, and you appeared in my memory, while I stayed silent, like a well full of water but with a reflection of the moon on it. The heaven conserves house with rusted iron roof, leaking the raindrops, yet you are there as though you can protect me for the lifetime. What else could I not share with you? What else could I share with you? I am a child with all my storage but a coin. The spring passes until the autumn comes, as the gentle breeze arises from the horizon, I slowly write down your name on the frosted window glass… Under the wide night sky, the land is covered with deep snow, while I am full of joy within my heart even in the sudden low temperature. It is because you, just like the shining fruit seed, that contains all the energy for uncovering a brand new future. |
山寺桃花始盛开 我拼命寻求往事中的蛛丝马迹，以求奇迹般的吻合，哪怕我们只是曾经在某一点上相遇。在同一个餐馆出入，坐的是临桌？坐在同一片小树林下，感受阳光闪烁的斑影？在书店里翻阅过同一本书，我的手盖上你的指纹？或在日记里的小诗，我们曾经以同题为它命名？我愿你融入不曾为我所知的记忆中，以便显出，你如何作为一个命运的巨大伏笔存在，只是恰巧在今天，被惊喜地发现。因为，我觉得与你如此熟识。 I try my best to look for the clues and traces of the past life for legend I try my best to look for the clues and traces of the past life for legend I try my best to look for the clues and traces of the past life for legend coincidence full of wonders, even if we were only meet on some spot. Going in or out of one identical restaurant and sitting at by the same table? Or sitting under the same small woods and feeling twinkle shade of the sunshine? Viewing the same book in the same store and my hands covering your fingerprint? In the note, we named the topic with the same subject? Wished that you would have integrated in my thought which not known for myself In order to show how you are indeed existence in my fate life, only by chance today, to my surprise, that I found you were so familiar to me full of wonders, even if we were only meet on some spot. Going in or out of one identical restaurant and sitting at by the same table? Or sitting under the same small woods and feeling twinkle shade of the sunshine? Viewing the same book in the same store and my hands covering your fingerprint? In the note, we named the topic with the same subject? Wished that you would have integrated in my thought which not known for myself In order to show how you are indeed existence in my fate life, only by chance today, to my surprise, that I found you were so familiar to me full of wonders, even if we were only meet on some spot. Going in or out of one identical restaurant and sitting at by the same table? Or sitting under the same small woods and feeling twinkle shade of the sunshine? Viewing the same book in the same store and my hands covering your fingerprint? In the note, we named the topic with the same subject? Wished that you would have integrated in my thought which not known for myself In order to show how you are indeed existence in my fate life, only by chance today, to my surprise, that I found you were so familiar to me |
freedom_love  天堂都有生锈的铁皮屋顶，会漏下雨水，而你仿佛能够终生保护我。There are rusty sheet iron houses in the heaven,which leak when it rains,however, as if you can protect me forever. 还有什么不能给你？还有什么能够给你？我像一个全部储存只剩下一枚硬币的孩子。 Anything given to you and nothing to you,I am like a child who has all his savings only a coin. 从春天到秋天，再到微凉的风从地平线那段吹起，我在起霜的玻璃窗上慢慢写你的名字……夜空辽阔，大地铺满厚的雪，骤降的气温中我依然心怀喜悦。因为你，正像闪光的果核散发着改写未来的能量。 From Spring to Autumn,and when the coolish wind blows from the horizon,I write your name on the window with frost…In the empty night,the land is covered by the thick snow.I am still cheerful under the cold weather,because of you,like the blinking stone which is emitting the energy to rewrite the future. |
enleen123 Love, is it a kind of burned feel with noiseless? The dark love, however, can be heard with heart, as the sounds of nature. This night, like ocean tide, I can sense it is waving slightly. Not seeing the whither in the dark, I trust you, as trusting a maritime box and needle. I do my best to find the clues from the past, so as to tally miraculously, even if we have just met in one time. When we went into the same hotel, were we sitting next? When we were sitting at the same bosket, were we enjoying the sunshine? We had read the same book, did my fingerprint cover yours? Or when we wrote a poem in the diary, did we use the same title? I wish you come into the memory which I unknown, in order to show out how you exist as a large foreshadow for fortune, but it is found surprised today. Because I feel we are familiar with each other. The wind blowing the leaves, your look appearing in my mind, however, I keep my mouth shut, like a well which hide the moon. I am used to concealing myself, ducking the dark love, even though it occurs, I also let it hide in the music book as a noiseless pause. I can run day and night like a river, it sounds like no one discouraging me, but nobody can guess that I act for that sleeping fish which is hidden on the sofa. I am used to being pacified by loneliness, not by a pair of warm hands, I defend for myself, it is always ejected to confine by love, and then we realize the desolation beauty which is uncared-for. I would like to do a goatherd who is far away, feeding alone, however, that is herd in my heart. There is a rust sheet iron roof in the heaven, seeping the rain, however, as if you can protect me forever. Is there anything that can’t give you? Is there anything that can give you? I like a child who only owns a coin. From spring to autumn, getting cool wind blow afloat from horizon, I write down your name on the frost window……at expansion night, the earth covered with the thick snow, I am also pleased with the temperature lowered suddenly. For you, like a blinking stone, are emitting the energy which can rewrite the future. |
逍雅轩  爱，就是一种寂静的灼烧感吧？原来再寂静的暗恋，只要用心，总能听到，像天籁。这个大海般涨潮的夜晚，我可以感觉到它微微的起伏。黑暗中看不到远方的目的地，我信任你，如同信任海上的罗盘。Love,is a suffering feeling?Although more quiet unrequited love,if you are at pain,you'll hear it as sound of nature all the time.At night when ocean flood,I feel it waving little.I can't see the destination in dark,but I belive you as belive compass. 我拼命寻求往事中的蛛丝马迹，以求奇迹般的吻合，哪怕我们只是曾经在某一点上相遇。在同一个餐馆出入，坐的是临桌？坐在同一片小树林下，感受阳光闪烁的斑影？在书店里翻阅过同一本书，我的手盖上你的指纹？或在日记里的小诗，我们曾经以同题为它命名？我愿你融入不曾为我所知的记忆中，以便显出，你如何作为一个命运的巨大伏笔存在，只是恰巧在今天，被惊喜地发现。因为，我觉得与你如此熟识。 I try my best to find out traces among past events in order to inosculate against nature,even though a little encounter on spot.In and out the same eatery and sit border upon?Under the same forest,feel shine shadow?Read the same book in bookshop,my fingerprint covering yours?And so on.You are familiar. 树上的叶子被风吹动，你的样子在回忆里倒映，而我守口如瓶，就像一口藏着月亮的水井。 The leave was beat by wind,your appearance popple in my memory,but I keep my mouth shut as a well which stash a moon. |
I。個亾゛啲榊話）  爱，就是一种寂静的灼烧感吧？原来再寂静的暗恋，只要用心，总能听到，像天籁。这个大海般涨潮的夜晚，我可以感觉到它微微的起伏。黑暗中看不到远方的目的地，我信任你，如同信任海上的罗盘。Love, is just a quiet feeling of burn? No matter how quiet the love is, it can be heard by the heart as sound of nature. I can feel the slight wave of this night, which likes the sea rolling.The destination is invisible in the dark, but I trust you as the compass on the sea. 我拼命寻求往事中的蛛丝马迹，以求奇迹般的吻合，哪怕我们只是曾经在某一点上相遇。在同一个餐馆出入，坐的是临桌？坐在同一片小树林下，感受阳光闪烁的斑影？在书店里翻阅过同一本书，我的手盖上你的指纹？或在日记里的小诗，我们曾经以同题为它命名？我愿你融入不曾为我所知的记忆中，以便显出，你如何作为一个命运的巨大伏笔存在，只是恰巧在今天，被惊喜地发现。因为，我觉得与你如此熟识。 I pursuit evidences in the past to make miracle tally, even though we only met each other on one single point. We sit besides each other in the same restaurant? We felt the shining sun under the same tree? My fingerprints coverd yours reading the same book? Or we used the same name to call the poem in our diaries? I'd like you to resolve in my unaware memory to prove that it is discoverd accidentally for you have existed as a hint of destiny. Because I am so familiar with you. 树上的叶子被风吹动，你的样子在回忆里倒映，而我守口如瓶，就像一口藏着月亮的水井。 Leaves wave in the wind, you waves in my mind, but I keep it as a secret, as a well holding the moon. 我习惯隐藏自己，躲避隐秘的感情，即使发生，也让它像个寂静的休止符藏在乐谱里。我可以像河流日夜不止的奔行，看似恣肆而无所阻拦，谁也猜不到，我只为藏好沙床上那条睡觉的鱼。我习惯被孤独抚慰，而不是被一双暖意的手，我为自己辩护说——总是要被爱放逐到边界，才会体会出易被忽略的荒凉之美；我愿做远到天边的牧羊人，独自放牧的，不过自己内心的兽群。 I get used to hiding myself, to getting away from my secret feelings, even though it has happened, I will hide it as a silent pause in a score. I can make myself keep running day and night as a river, which seems that nothing gona stop me, but in fact, I'm trying to hide a fish falling asleep in my hug.I get used to being touched and comforted by anything but a warm hand. I defend for myself--I can feel the beauty of desolation only when I am banished by love;I'm willing to be a lonly sheepherder indulging myself. 天堂都有生锈的铁皮屋顶，会漏下雨水，而你仿佛能够终生保护我。 Even the heaven will have a rusty metal roof linking water, but you are likely to protect me forever. 还有什么不能给你？还有什么能够给你？我像一个全部储存只剩下一枚硬币的孩子。 What else I can not give to you? What else I can give to you? I just like a child who only owns a coin. 从春天到秋天，再到微凉的风从地平线那段吹起，我在起霜的玻璃窗上慢慢写你的名字……夜空辽阔，大地铺满厚的雪，骤降的气温中我依然心怀喜悦。因为你，正像闪光的果核散发着改写未来的能量。 From spring to fall, then to cool wind blows from the other end of the horizon, I write your name on the window with cream...The dark sky is broad, the road is coverd with snow, but my heart is full with joy. Because, you are releasing a power of changing the future as shining seeds.
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blackout  The Love Of My Youth(by zhang xiao fen)Is the kind of love with loneliness and burning pain.Actually,no matter what is such lonely unrequited love,so long as you put your whole soul into your love, you will hear love echo like a angel.I feel it slightly saturates in the air just as at night with tossing in the rough seas.I can’t clearly see too far down my destination at dark night,while I trust in you as if trusting in the compass on the seas. I seeked for former happening’s signs as much as Icould in order to be as signs and wonders as past events.Even if we had ever met each other somewhere.Had we gone out of or into the same restanrunt or sat next to me?Had we enjoyed shadow of twinkling sunshine in the same bosket.Had we ever gone through the same book,while my hand had covered your finger marks?Or had we ever written the same topic for a poem at our diary.I wished you would melt into my memory which I have been unexpected.In order that you existed how to be as my large foreshadowing destiny which have been happened to find out by until today.Because I felt that you are so familiar with me. The leaves on the tree werelightly blew and your appearance had become my reflected memory.And my lips are sealed just as a hidden moonlight well. I was used to hiding myself in order to shy away from my secret love.Even though it happened,letting it hided in the music book as rest. My memory ran without end day and night as the river,which seemed not to stop from doing unrestrainedly.No noe could guess that we would like to hide spleeping fish on the sand bed.I was used to being conciliated by loneliness instead of warm hands.I pleaded for myself--- always not being banished at border of life by love until I felt the neglectful and bleak sense of beauty.I wanted be a shepherd as far as remotes places who grazed herds alone,however,didn’t pass off fearful feeling in my own inner. All the paradise of sheet iron roof could have been rusty andleaked rainwater,while you may protect me at lifetime. What I am not able to give you?What I am able to give you?I am to store all of anything as child with only one coin. From spring till fall,while the wind blew from that horizon,Islowly write your name on the covered window with frost……at far-flung night sky,the ground was covered with thick snow and I was still pleased in my heart at so cold night.Because you are to change my future as noyau with emanating flashy energy. |
AAAdam  爱，就是一种寂静的灼烧感吧？原来再寂静的暗恋，只要用心，总能听到，像天籁。这个大海般涨潮的夜晚，我可以感觉到它微微的起伏。黑暗中看不到远方的目的地，我信任你，如同信任海上的罗盘。Love,namely a noiseless feel of ignition?Formerly, despite how quiescent the stealthy love is,so long as you are at pains,it can be heared like sounds of nature.In the night of ocean's flood tide,I can feel its slight wave.Though I can't see the whither of distance,I trust you like trust in the maritime compass. 我拼命寻求往事中的蛛丝马迹，以求奇迹般的吻合，哪怕我们只是曾经在某一点上相遇。在同一个餐馆出入，坐的是临桌？坐在同一片小树林下，感受阳光闪烁的斑影？在书店里翻阅过同一本书，我的手盖上你的指纹？或在日记里的小诗，我们曾经以同题为它命名？我愿你融入不曾为我所知的记忆中，以便显出，你如何作为一个命运的巨大伏笔存在，只是恰巧在今天，被惊喜地发现。因为，我觉得与你如此熟识。I risk my life to seek the traces and clues of past events,in order to inosculate against nature,even if we just meeted in one point at one time.when we were in the same eatery in and out,did you sit near the next table? did we be seated in a little bosket feeling the twinkling and motley shadow of sunshine?thumbing the same book in bookshop,did my hand cover your fingerprint?or in the small poem of diary,did we ever named it a same title?I hope you'll introject into the memory unknown by me,in order to ray how you are being as a great foreshadowing,just today are happened to be finded pleasantly surprised.Because, I feel I am so familiar with you.
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天山浅简   爱，就是一种寂静的灼烧感吧？原来再寂静的暗恋，只要用心，总能听到，像天籁。这个大海般涨潮的夜晚，我可以感觉到它微微的起伏。黑暗中看不到远方的目的地，我信任你，如同信任海上的罗盘。Love, is what a silent feeling of burning is. Actually, as long as we use our heart, even though the most silent screate love can be heard, like the sounds of nature. The night, I can feel which is slightly up and down, like the sea turning its tide. In the darkness, the faraway destination can't be seen, but I trust you, as trusting the compass over the sea.  我拼命寻求往事中的蛛丝马迹，以求奇迹般的吻合，哪怕我们只是曾经在某一点上相遇。在同一个餐馆出入，坐的是临桌？坐在同一片小树林下，感受阳光闪烁的斑影？在书店里翻阅过同一本书，我的手盖上你的指纹？或在日记里的小诗，我们曾经以同题为它命名？我愿你融入不曾为我所知的记忆中，以便显出，你如何作为一个命运的巨大伏笔存在，只是恰巧在今天，被惊喜地发现。因为，我觉得与你如此熟识。I desperately seek for the minute traces in the past events, in order to find the miracle coinsidence, even though we ever met at one point. Entered the same resturant and sat beside, or sat under the same shade, enjoying the shining mottling? Dipped into the same book. with my hands covering your fingerprint, or entitled the same name for one poet in the dairy? I hope you blend into the memories I don't know either, so as to show how you exist as a destiny of an enormous foreshadowing, which happens to be found surprisingly today. That is because I think I know you so well.  树上的叶子被风吹动，你的样子在回忆里倒映，而我守口如瓶，就像一口藏着月亮的水井。The leaves on the tree were blown by the wind, and your figure was reflected in my memory, while I keep silence, like a well hiding the moon.  我习惯隐藏自己，躲避隐秘的感情，即使发生，也让它像个寂静的休止符藏在乐谱里。我可以像河流日夜不止的奔行，看似恣肆而无所阻拦，谁也猜不到，我只为藏好沙床上那条睡觉的鱼。我习惯被孤独抚慰，而不是被一双暖意的手，我为自己辩护说——总是要被爱放逐到边界，才会体会出易被忽略的荒凉之美；我愿做远到天边的牧羊人，独自放牧的，不过自己内心的兽群。I'm used to concealing myself, eluding the secret emotion, even if it happens, I will let it hide as a silent rest in the music book. I can be running as the river day and night, which looks unrestrained but nothing is able to stop it. Nobody will get the fact that I only want to hide the sleeping fish in the sand. I'm accustomed to being comfort by the loneliness, not a pair of warm hands. I speak to myself that always when be exiled to the boundary we experience the desolate beauty of being neglected easily. I'm willing to be a shepherd in the remotest place, for what grazing alone is merely the herd in ourself mind.  天堂都有生锈的铁皮屋顶，会漏下雨水，而你仿佛能够终生保护我。Even in the heaven, there are rusty roofs of the sheet iron which will leak water; However, you seem to be capable of protecting me all my life.
What else can't I give you? What else can I give you? I just become a child who has only one coin out of all his savings.
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总管小弟  幼 象（节选） The Imagination of the Young (Excerpt) 文/周晓枫 By Zhou Xiaofeng 爱，就是一种寂静的灼烧感吧？原来再寂静的暗恋，只要用心，总能听到，像天籁。这个大海般涨潮的夜晚，我可以感觉到它微微的起伏。黑暗中看不到远方的目的地，我信任你，如同信任海上的罗盘。Love may be a silent burning feeling. No matter how quiet it is, the unrequited love, the sounds of nature, can be heard by the heart. I can feel the falling and rising of this night just like flux and reflux of the sea. I can’t see the destination in the distance, but I trust you as I do a compass used on sea. 我拼命寻求往事中的蛛丝马迹，以求奇迹般的吻合，哪怕我们只是曾经在某一点上相遇。在同一个餐馆出入，坐的是临桌？坐在同一片小树林下，感受阳光闪烁的斑影？在书店里翻阅过同一本书，我的手盖上你的指纹？或在日记里的小诗，我们曾经以同题为它命名？我愿你融入不曾为我所知的记忆中，以便显出，你如何作为一个命运的巨大伏笔存在，只是恰巧在今天，被惊喜地发现。因为，我觉得与你如此熟识。 I try desperately to find out clues in the past for miraculous coincidence, even if the little one that we once met each other somewhere. Maybe we were neighbors in a restaurant. Maybe we sat in the same grove enjoying shining shadow. Maybe we looked through the same book in the same bookstore and my fingerprints covered yours. Maybe we gave the same name to poems in our diaries. I wish to be involved in your memory unknown by me to show how you exist as a great foreshadowing of the destiny only to be coincidentally found with surprise. 树上的叶子被风吹动，你的样子在回忆里倒映，而我守口如瓶，就像一口藏着月亮的水井。 The leaves of trees are blown to move, and your looks are reflected in recollections, but I keep my mouth shut, like a well concealing the moon reflection. 我习惯隐藏自己，躲避隐秘的感情，即使发生，也让它像个寂静的休止符藏在乐谱里。我可以像河流日夜不止的奔行，看似恣肆而无所阻拦，谁也猜不到，我只为藏好沙床上那条睡觉的鱼。我习惯被孤独抚慰，而不是被一双暖意的手，我为自己辩护说——总是要被爱放逐到边界，才会体会出易被忽略的荒凉之美；我愿做远到天边的牧羊人，独自放牧的，不过自己内心的兽群。 I am used to hiding myself to avoid secret emotions, which would be left alone like a pause in music though it happened. I could run day and night like a river, seemingly unrestrained and nonstop, but nobody could imagine I just want to cover well the sleeping fish in riverbed. I am used to be comforted by loneliness, not a pair of warm hands, and then I argue that I can then know the beauty of desolation which can be easily neglected when I am banished by love, and that I am willing to be a shepherd in the distant, pasturing alone only beasts in myself. 天堂都有生锈的铁皮屋顶，会漏下雨水，而你仿佛能够终生保护我。 Even in the heaven is rusty tin roof leaking when it is raining, but only you as if could protect me all my life. 还有什么不能给你？还有什么能够给你？我像一个全部储存只剩下一枚硬币的孩子。 What is left I couldn’t give you? What is left I could? I am a child with only one coin left. 从春天到秋天，再到微凉的风从地平线那段吹起，我在起霜的玻璃窗上慢慢写你的名字……夜空辽阔，大地铺满厚的雪，骤降的气温中我依然心怀喜悦。因为你，正像闪光的果核散发着改写未来的能量。 From spring to autumn, to the coolish wind blowing up the horizon, I write slowly your name on the bloomed glazing… the night sky is vast, and the earth is paved fully by the snow. I am still joyful in the suddenly dropping temperature. Because you are a shining core throwing off energy to rewrite future. |
烛影清摇  爱，就是一种寂静的灼烧感吧？原来再寂静的暗恋，只要用心，总能听到，像天籁。这个大海般涨潮的夜晚，我可以感觉到它微微的起伏。黑暗中看不到远方的目的地，我信任你，如同信任海上的罗盘。Love, is a feeling of burning quietly? Originally no matter how silent the love is, just use you heart, listen carefully, you can hear that, like sounds of nature. In this sea tide-flooding night, I can feel its slightly waving. I can’t view the destination far away. I trust you, just as I trust the compass in the sea. 我拼命寻求往事中的蛛丝马迹，以求奇迹般的吻合，哪怕我们只是曾经在某一点上相遇。在同一个餐馆出入，坐的是临桌？坐在同一片小树林下，感受阳光闪烁的斑影？在书店里翻阅过同一本书，我的手盖上你的指纹？或在日记里的小诗，我们曾经以同题为它命名？我愿你融入不曾为我所知的记忆中，以便显出，你如何作为一个命运的巨大伏笔存在，只是恰巧在今天，被惊喜地发现。因为，我觉得与你如此熟识。 I tried all I could to seek the traits of past, in order to pursuit the inosculation, as miracles, even if we just used to meet in one point, enter into the same restaurant, sit by each other |