纪念一个日子

作者:景辉梅人气:1292更新:2021-07-12 20:00:13

天有点蒙蒙亮了。

 

我会早醒,应该归功于学生时代父亲清晨的呼唤。

 

 

 

看对面的高楼的窗户,竟没有一盏亮着的灯 ,只有高楼的四楞墙角节日的装饰灯不停的闪耀着 。

 

天依然寒冷,风,是有点轻语。

 

他在找归于田野的路。那些荡波的尘埃 ,也随了他去 。

 

窗外的树上,鸟儿敏捷的飞上飞下寻寻觅觅着早饭。

 

一只小小狗儿,对着一条金毛狮狗不停的吠叫 ,一只小猫儿,惊惶失措的隐去了。

 

老太太的一声轻呵,小小狗不再喊叫 。空气一下子又静寂了。

 

猫儿 ,轻轻,轻轻的,又走了出来。

 

…………………………………………. 

 

许多年的这一天  ,腊月二十四日 ,一位女生做了新娘,

 

前一天晚上,她虔诚的祈祷上天 ,祈祷这一天阳光灿烂 。

 

可就在那一天,上天竟然随了她的愿,她娇羞的面容 ,

 

在阳光下天真烂漫而又矫情,半是羞涩,半是缠绵。

 

更令人惊奇的是 ,从青葱少女到小妇人,竟然不需要太多的时间。

 

 

  正如,院里 两个月前的那棵开满鲜花的树 ,现已沉睡 。

 

 满地的落英,染红了草地,那是昨夜的沉沦 。

 

 

 

  有谁?    在冰天雪地里依然会将花儿别在衣襟?

 

  又有谁?   能用爱不懈的创造出浪漫的精彩?

 

  窗外 ,那棵高大的树 ,伸到云霄烟雨迷蒙处。

 

  我  一样的会在烟雨中里迷失。

 

  想起很多,很多!那些断裂的层点,欢乐抑或忧伤 ,忧伤抑或欢乐 。

  

    站在窗前。

      眼里环绕着一片纠缠。

  

 

  对面楼层的灯,亮了一盏 。又亮了一盏。

 

  每一盏背后的故事,不是忧伤 ,就是欢乐。

 

 

英译版本:

The sky is a bit of a bit.

I will wake up, it should be attributed to the call of the father's early morning in the student era.

See the opposite high-rise windows, there is no bright light, only the decorative light of the high-rise wall corner festival Still shining.

The sky is cold, the wind is a bit of light.

He is looking for the road to field. Those shallow dust, and he went.

On the tree outside the window, the bird is agilely flying down to find a breakfast.

A little dog, a bark called a golden lion dog, a little cat, horror.

The old lady is loud, the little dog is no longer shouting. The air suddenly was quiet.

Cat, gently, gently, come out again.

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Many years of this day, twins On the fourth day, a girl did a bride,

The last night, she piously prayed last day, praying this day. Sunny.

It can be in that day, she actually followed her, she was shy,

In the sun, the sky is really bad Error, half is shame, half is lingering.

More amazing is that from the green onion girl to the small woman, there is no need to take too much time.

As, the trees filled with flowers two months ago, they have already slept.

Fully falling in the field, reddish grassland, that is the sinking last night.

Who is? Don't put the flowers in the snow?

Who is there? Can you create romantic wonderful useless?

Outside the window, the tall tree extends to the clouds of clouds.

I will lose in the smoke and rain.

Remembaches a lot, a lot! Those cracking layers, joy or sad, sadness or joy.

stands in front of the window.

The eyes are surrounded by a piece of entanglement.

The opposite floor lamp is bright. There is also a mellow.

The story behind each is not sad, is joy.

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