2011这个寒冷的冬天...小聪

作者:柯新芙人气:84更新:2021-07-12 20:42:04

 文、 小聪    

 2011年的这个冬天、特别的寒冷! 你在哪里..? 我找不到你...

这个照常有些寂寞的夜晚,打开电脑,静坐在电脑屏幕前 ,听着音乐,曲子有淡淡的忧伤,我逐渐迷失在其中。
    

忍不住想写下些什么 ,写那些离经叛乱的日子…我能写什么呢?用什么语言能表达那些刻骨和铭心? 当走进这些文字时,心是颤抖的,莫名的突然失重 。无法解释此刻复杂的心情 ,更无法去深刻体会文字后面究竟是怎样的心痛,一幕一幕幻灯一样的镜头而过,那些曾经以为放下的心伤又缓缓地爬了上来。

 

恍然地伸出手 ,想握住些什么,然而,什么也没有了 ,虽然 ,我的心离那些日子很近,可是我明白,那些距离我永远无法跨越。

越来越远的背影;寂廖的夜;孤独的灯…

  静静的夜 ,那些曾经的温暖去了哪里?想抓住什么,却怎么也抓不住 。都过去了,一切都过去了 ,遗留下来的思念如深夜的灯光一样苍冷。红尘中,谁是谁的永远?谁又能在时光辗转后陪着一程又一程?

  梦里,不要醒来。什么都可以不喜欢 ,什么都可以不要,什么都和自己无关 。只要陪着就足够,两个人互相的陪着 ,寂寞的时光也会变的丰富,孤独的窗口也会闪现天空的亮色。

  想,一直想 ,唯有梦 ,一种似有似无,飘飘荡荡的东西能给心灵最完美的慰籍。

 

没有人的夜,格外的冷 。孤独 ,不期而遇。 许个愿望吧,好好的爱你,好好的陪在你的身边。

  而所有的这些都是想象 ,谁也无法逃脱尘世的羁绊 。

我想你!一直想,一直想着 。想着,我只能想你 ,不管你在不在我身边,我只想着你一个人。 
       昏暗夜很沉,却似乎适合思念 ,适合牵挂,昏淡的心情似乎更适合着追忆。
这样的空间感觉有些冷,而我 ,更加孤独 。不知道幸福能维持多长时间 ,不知道爱能坚持多久,不知道有没有永远?     

那个让人心跳的秋天,永远在记忆里了 ,成了我最遥远的追忆。 
        有些爱注定柴米油盐,而有些,注定飘摇于红尘之外。

我以极快的速度书写着这些 ,我怕我稍微的停顿,便断了那感染的心绪 。文字是心灵的窗口,可心灵的深处又有谁能看的清澈...

英译版本:

Wen, Xiao Cong

2011 in this winter, special cold! where are you..? I can't find you ...

This is a little loneliness night, open the computer, sit in front of the computer screen, listen to the music, the song has a touch of sadness, I gradually lost it.


I can't help but want to write something, I wrote those days who have been rebellion ... What can I write? What language can I express those bones and mind? When walking into these words, the heart is trembling, inexplicably sudden weight loss. I can't explain the complex mood at this moment. I can't deepen what kind of heartache after writing, and the same lens is the same as a scene. Those who have thought it slowly climbed.

Suddenly reached out, I want to hold something, however, nothing, though, my heart is very close, but I understand, those distances will never Span.

The more far behind; the night; lonely light ...

quiet night, where did those warmth go? I don't catch anything, but I can't catch it. They have passed, everything has passed, and the thoughts left are as cold as the light in the night. Who is the red dust? Who can accompany it again after the time?

Don't wake up. I can't like anything, nothing can, nothing to do with yourself. As long as you have enough, the two people are accompanying each other, and the loneliness time will become rich, and the lonely window will flash brightly.

I think, I have been thinking, only dreams, one seems to be likeless, fluttering things can give the most perfect condolences to the soul.

No one night, extra cold. Lonely, it will not encounter. Law, love you, stay with you.

And all of these are imagined, no one can escape the dust of the world.

I miss you! I always thought about it. I think, II can only miss you, no matter where you are not around me, I just think of you alone.

The dark night is very sinking, but it seems to be ideal, suitable for concern, and faint mood seems to be more suitable for recollection.

Such space feels a bit cold, and I am more lonely. I don't know how long is happiness, I don't know how long it is, I don't know if there is anything forever?

The autumn that made people jumping, always in memory, became my furture.
Some love destinates the fireproof salt, and some, it is destined to float in the red dust.

I wrote this with a very fast speed. I am afraid that I will stop, and I will break the infected mood. The text is the window of the soul, and who can see the clear clear ...


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