静夜思流年

作者:杜尔洪人气:2747更新:2021-05-05 08:45:03

夜 ,那么的让人陶醉!星点散落在银河上 ,一闪一闪的像是欢快的和夜空在玩捉迷藏;又像似听懂了某人的话语,一眨一眨的聆听她的讲述……霓虹燃起,繁华流翠 ,都市的夜晚竟然如此的美丽好看!那一盏盏指向远方的通明的路灯;那一簇簇流光溢彩的霓虹装饰;那一排排整齐变动的染色文字……我伸手去想留住这靓丽的风景,像一个想伸手摘星的孩子般无趣又可笑 。
  千门万户的世界,此时却是万家灯火 。都市的高楼耸厦 ,灯光永远是有序的排列着,不同的是有亮也有暗,有准时归家的 ,亦有不能按时回到自己温馨的家的人。对其而言,这一定是一种深深的遗憾吧!有家,却不能回去……可能吧 ,生活就是如此,因为种种缺损或遗憾,才更加的让人懂得珍惜!珍惜自己的生命 ,珍惜自己的朋友 ,珍惜自己现有的安逸平静的生活……
  昨晚一夜,未眠。只因前日梦依稀,依稀梦 ,恍如旧梦重演 。在睡梦中重蹈一遍一遍,覆辙一次再一次!梦依旧,你还是当初素颜朝天不变的你 ,我依然是默默暗恋着你的我。即使彼此相互爱恋,却不能走到一起!这是一场好梦,好梦易醒 ,勿扰,勿打搅……留个我个美丽的梦府邂逅!
  昨夜,行程千里。从麦田翠绿的中原大地 ,一路驰骋至梦里水乡 。一路信徒,又是雨来又是雪,可以说走的极其艰辛!
  行途难 ,难的是再次的面对!
  当疾驰呼啸着的车子划过路标 ,我不经意的回眸一望,豁然眼前的是“句容”两字!刹那,思绪筹光交错 ,一连串的回忆像一个个挣脱桎梏枷锁的囚徒,极力狂奔,享受着久违的阳光 ,释怀心中那久久隐藏的苦闷!我不想回忆!只是回忆是一群囚徒,我单薄的身躯,怎么束缚的住它们?
  恨自己 ,无能将你忘记!恨自己,无法摆脱你的美丽!戒也戒不了,忘也忘不掉!只因你是我上瘾的毒药!毒是情毒 ,问世间,何物能解?
  思绪起,在心田舞池的未央独舞翩跹。
  此生 ,能够在诗里画里的美丽江南遇到你 ,是我一生最美最华丽的篇章!是你,在我单调的人生轨迹上划出一道绚丽的油彩;是你,在我那无色的漂泊旅途中添加上了一抹无法挥去的光亮!此后的未来 ,一千多日子里,每当夜幕袭来,空虚临窗 ,我总是恬静的静坐窗前,手托下巴,回想我们曾经拥有的种种美好回忆。就这样 ,我度过了生命最可贵的那段光阴,直到岁月荏苒景倩,不经意间银丝爬上鬓角 ,光华刻画那张稚嫩的脸庞……
  你说,恨我吧!
  我不曾恨你什么 。我又何必要恨你呢?我能恨你什么呢?爬茅山,登宝华 ,在神宗庙道旁 ,在秀丽峻峰边,在荷塘月色畔,参禅悟道。我早已看透现实的无奈 ,恨又如何?爱又如何?生命不照旧继续么?你还说,对自己好点,那我留点凄美的回忆给自己 ,你,不反对吧!?
  听歌,听歌中那样唱到:牵着你的手却不能回头……我想再牵一牵你的手 ,可能么?当爱被隔阂在茫茫大海,我的思念努力穿透着距离,拼命挣扎想去远在日本的你身旁。可能么?每次视屏 ,我们常常注视着对方沉默许久,许久……我们在猜忌着彼此的心思 。你在想我知道!可能么?一句我爱你有多少分量?你猜得透么?
  三月初,惊蛰至。又是一年春天。而今年 ,我却是在努力 、强撑 、伪装 。努力让自己笑一笑;强撑着把话题扯的离你远一点;伪装的让自己快乐些!自欺欺人 ,说的就是我这一类人吧!
  一年的光阴,就这样流逝了 。我有点怀念,怀念你 ,怀念走过去的秋天!秋,多么伤感的字啊!为何你要以它为名?秋,是你的名字;是我的隐痛!秋日里 ,我常一个人徘徊在寂寞无人的巷弄,徘徊在萧瑟荒芜的田野间,徘徊在落叶纷飞的树林 ,徘徊在凋零的花园……我是在放逐自己,让自己在这个冷漠是世界,找寻一丝阳光的温暖 ,找寻一点爱的印记!最后,我找到了!在落叶飞舞,蝶息蜂隐的秋天童话里 ,我听到了一首歌:
  秋天 ,寂寞的恋人总会听到一首歌,
  歌中唱:请勿回望!请勿善忘!

英译版本:

Night, then people are intoxicated! The Star Point is scattered on the Milky River, a flashing like a cheetrisful and night sky; it's like understanding someone's words, listening to her story ... Neon ignition, bustling Juicy, the city's night is so beautiful! That calendon pointed to the telemathed street light; the cluster of the squatted neon decoration; the row of neatly changed dyed text ... I reached out to keep this beautiful scenery, like a hand pickup Star child is boring and ridiculous.

The world of thousands of households, but it is a Wanjia light. Urban tall buildings, lights are always in an orderly arrangement, and there is a dark and dark, there is a person who returns to his own warm home on time. For it, this is a deep regret! There is a home, but it can't go back ... maybe, life is like this, because all kinds of defects or regrets, it will be more and more people who know how to cherish! Cherish your own life, cherish your friends, cherish your existing comfort and calm life ...
Last night, sleepless. Just because of the daydown, it is as thin, and it is like the old dream performance. Detailed over and over again during your sleep, and then you again! Dream is still, you are still in the same day, I am still silently in love with you. Even with each other, you can't go together! This is a good dream, a good dream is awake, don't disturb, don't bother ... Leave a beautiful dream!
Last night, it was a thousand miles. From the Central Plains of the wheat field, all the way to Dream Township. All the way, it is also a snow, you can say it extremely hard!
It is difficult, it is difficult to face again!
When the rock, the car is crossed, I don't care, I'm looking forward to the word "sentence"! At the moment, the thoughts are more interspersed, a series of memories are like a prisoner who breaks away, and it is strong, enjoying the long-lost sunshine, letting a long time in the heart. I don't want to remember! Just memories are a group of prisoners, my thin body, how to bond it?
Hate yourself, no longer forget you! Hate yourself, you can't get rid of your beauty! I can't quit, I can't forget! Just because you are my addictive poison! Toxicity is empty, ask the world, what can I solve?
The thoughts, there is no dancing in the hearts of the dance pool.
This life,Can meet you in the beautiful Jiangnan in the poem, is the most beautiful chapter in my life! It is you, draw a beautiful oil on my monotonous life; it is you, add a shit that you can't wave in my colorless drift! Since then, in a thousand days, whenever night attacked, empty demo window, I always quietly sit in front of the window, letharchara, recall that we used to have a good memory. In this way, I have spent the most valuable life of life, until the years, Jing Qian, not inadvertent, silver, the glory, the light, the picture of the tenderness ...
You said, hate me!
I have never hated you. Why do I need to hate you? What can I hate you? Climb the mountain, Doububa, next to Shenzong Temple Road, in the beautiful peak, in the Lotus Moonlight, Chan Zen. I have already seen the helplessness, hate? What is love? Is life not to continue? You still say, you are better, then I will leave a beautiful memory to myself, you, not against it! ?
Listen to songs, listen to songs, sing your hand but can't look back ... I want to take your hand again, maybe? When love was separated in the sea, my thoughts worked hard to penetrate the distance, and desperately struggled to think about you in Japan. May? Every time you look at the screen, we often look at the other side for a long time, for a long time ... We are suspicious of each other's mind. You are thinking about me! May? How many components do I love you? What did you guess?
At the beginning of March, horror. It is another spring. And this year, I am working hard, strong support, and disguise. Try to make you smile; strong supporting the topic from you; camouflage make yourself happy! Self-deception, what is my person!
The year of the year is like this. I have a little miss, miss you, miss the fall of the past! Autumn, how sad words! Why do you want to use it? Autumn is your name; it is my hurt! In the autumn, I often live in the lonely unmanned alley, squatting in the bleak flying field, hovering in the flying woods, squatting in the dying garden ... I am exileing yourself, let yourself in this indifference It is the world, looking for a warm sun, looking for a little imprint! Finally, I found it! In the fall of fallen flying, the autumn fairy, I heard a song:
Fall, the lonely lovers always hear a song,
Sing in the song: Do not look back! Don't forget!

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