冬日碎语

作者:柯留卉人气:512更新:2021-07-13 10:00:10

 晨雾慢慢褪去妙曼的衣纱,太阳在海天连接处路出憨憨的孩童样的小脸蛋 ,红红的,热热的,渐次握暖了远天的山色。

晴好的天气 ,风也变得不令人生厌的冷 ,一切仿佛都是新生的,阳光渗透到每个角落来 。脚步像风一样轻快,迎面而来的你笑意吟吟 ,如同沐浴在春风里你的笑靥,油然而生的感动。心,已被明媚充盈 ,在冬天深了的某个早晨。

 

对一种情感的渴求高于云端,而人们总是这样卑微 。

爱情是不被染指的洁净和拒绝分享的幸福,你以为呢?

受累的人北奔去了 。穿暖和了 ,就害怕听到电话那段传来你抑制的咳嗽声。

也会耍小性子,也会伪忧伤,更是常常耍蛮横 ,可每回当你要离家的时候,忍不住的想挽留。是孤独太久了,还是需要更多的慰藉?总之 ,一直这样矛盾着 ,也一直这样以为,这一生没有人比你更值得托付,那些声嘶力竭的嚎叫 ,或许是一种极致的宣泄?

一个人宅在屋子里,一宅就是十几年,更多的时候是对着月亮诉心事 ,数着星子掐指头,数你归来的的日子,数我许过愿的星子 。风里雨里 ,远隔千里的你康安顺遂是我的心愿。

即便你偶尔走过我,只要记得回来的路,我依然是你的大丫头 ,窝在我们的小屋里,常常回忆你给的笑和泪,不忘 ,你的宠溺和宽怀。
 

 一只水鸟在水边哀鸣 ,鲜活的鱼虾悉数落网,无关长幼 。猎人们的网补了又补,海边的风儿腥腥的。又冷又硬的海水。

心是眼的窗户 。我望向远山 ,你却在水边;我坠入池中,你重又遁入丛林。丝丝缕缕,缕缕丝丝 ,根根弦律动着你的韵味。

是一支被哀婉湮灭的小花朵儿,寒冰从北半球抵达,沿途的物种保持着惯有的姿势 ,用顽强,挺起生命 。

满世界的花儿都璓冉艳丽,你为何疾促催我零落为泥?

贴近 ,太阳抛出的暖,山捧着。云,眉头紧锁。

死亡来临以前 ,我抱住风或风拥住我 ,做最后的跳离,舞动,把死亡当做新生 ,落地那一刻,是生命至殇,是剧痛分娩 。于是我融入泥土 ,安静,蛰伏,并悄悄在疼痛中萌起新芽 。

那些与疾病抗争的日子 ,身心俱疲啊,并非惧怕死亡,只是 ,我还没过够温暖如影相随的人生呵。

踟蹰在时光隧道里的我的脚步,不愿挪步。

回忆,使人重生 ,亦使人湮灭 。

不经意闯进一扇门 ,哀伤的五线谱把记忆击成碎片,片片都能拼出你的模样。谁谱就的哀伤,刺穿了谁的心脏 ,在这个寒冷的冬夜,月光照得大地惨白。

闭上眼睛,冬天的雨滴成弦音 ,飘在上空的云朵,为你织就的素约衣裳 。两个愿望,一个系着月亮 ,一个系着太阳。向北,涉过眉心的暖,有你。

那几日淋漓的雨啊 ,落湿了我的心房 。吾爱,天寒地冻,冷暖自知。

把叹息装进一只桶 ,越来越多 ,后来,从地球另一端开出欢喜的花,天空的额 ,长满皱纹。白驹过隙,我的青丝已然白发 。

 


 

英译版本:

The morning fog slowly faded that the yarn of Miaolian, the sun exit the sea of ​​children in the sea, red, hot, gradually held a long-day mountain color.

Sunny weather, the wind has become cold, everything seems to be fresh, and the sun penetrates into every corner. Footsteps like wind, your smile, you smile, like bathing in the spring breeze, you are touched. Heart, has been fill, a morning in winter.

For an emotion, the eagerness is higher than the cloud, and people are always humble.

Love is a clean and refusal to share the happiness of not being shared, what do you think?

The accumulated person rushed to the north. Wearing warm, I am afraid to hear the cough you inhibited by the phone.

will also play a small child, and will also be mentally injured, and it is often a tribute, but every time you want to leave home, I can't help but want to retain. Is it lonely too long, still need more comfort? In short, it has always been such a contradiction, and it has always thought that no one is more worthy than you, and those screams, maybe it is an ultimate venting?

A man's house is in the house, one house is more than ten years, more time to complain to the moon, counting the star of the apartment, counting the days you returned, I will wish Star. In the rain, you are in the distance of thousands of miles.

Even if you occasionally pass me, just remember the way back, I am still your big girl, in our cottages, often recall the laughter and tears you give, don't forget, your favor Wrong.


A waterbird is lamenting on the water, and the fresh fish and shrimp is all settled. The net of the hunters is supplemented and supplemented, and the wind of the sea is stunned. Another cold and hard sea water.

The heart is the window of the eye. I hope to go to the afternoy, you are in the water; I fell into the pool, you will enter the jungle again. Silk, wizard, root rhythm, your charm.

It is a small flower that is mourned, and the ice is arrived from the northern hemisphere. The species along the way maintains a peerful posture, use tenacious, standing up.

The flowers in the world are all gorgeous, why do you urge you to fall into mud?

Close to the warm, the sun is thrown. Cloud, brow closelink.

Before the death, I held the wind or wind, and I did the final jump, dance, regard death as a new life, landing at that moment, is life to 殇, is a painful childbirth. So I integrated into the soil, quiet, crouch, and quietly gerive new buds in the pain.

Those days of fighting with the disease, is nothing to death, just, I haven't had a warm enough life.

My footsteps in the Time Tunnel, I don't want to move.

Recalling, reminding people, also annihilated.

Inadvertently entered a door, the sad five-tier spectrum hit memories into pieces, and the film can spell out your appearance. Who is sad, piercing who is the heart, in this cold winter night, the moonlight is shining.

Close your eyes, the rain drops in the winter, the clouds are floating over the sky, which is covered with you. Two wishes, a moon, a sun. To the north, the eyebrow warm, you have you.

The rain dripping in the past few days, fell to my atrium. I love, the cold is frozen, and the warmth is warm.

Put the sigh into a bucket, more and more, later, from the other end of the earth, the sky, the sky, full wrinkles. White is over, my blue silk is already white.

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