总有一天 

 

 

总有一天，你会衰老

你生命的车栏已褪色枯朽

你在田野上孤零地散步

手中的花朵滴入疲倦的泪珠

 

那时，你会想起我吗

一颗被你的轮声擦伤的

沉默的树。你会站在树前

靠着它短暂的休息

而它遍痂的身体也老态龙钟

 

伸出手，摘一片叶子

犹如从架子上取一部诗集

看着叶脉的横纵网纹

悄声叹息。红胸脯的鸟 

拍响着翅膀远去

SPINNING


It will certainly come, your day of aging
The guard-rail of your life is already rusted and rotting
You will walk the fields alone
flower petals in your hand melting to tired tears

Then, will you think of me
A silent tree scraped by the
sound of your wheels. You will
stand by the tree, lean on it for momentary respite
its body also scarred and decrepit

reach out a hand, pick a leaf
as if taking a book of poetry from the shelf
look at the veins in their cross-hatchings
sigh quietly. A red-breasted bird
beats its wings into the distance


XUE DI
Translated by Hil Anderson and Keith Wal_drop_