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《埃姆斯特鲁小屋到索斯莫克小屋》

和平岛

纵使如磐石深沉

也酷不过这样的一位处女

她稍稍仰起螓首

光线就从无限高远处

剖露她幽深的内心

微微蹙起蛾眉

彩虹一般

梦的天桥就将我揽入她的怀中

我是说这片充满魅惑的处女地

冰，雨，断层联手切割出

V字形的沟壑

纵横

震惊于这大地裂缝

脸部挨的刀削斧劈

那是岁月从火山灰里

爬出来

雕刻在老男人额头的伤痕文学

有一丝绿意爬上额头

心灵

触之不及

爱之益痛

远方

有三五头羊

像棉花的软胖的云团

轻轻舔舐着石块

焦黑与血红

有河流默默

流走一批又一批的看客

Emstrur Hut to Þórsmörk Hut

By He Ping Dao (和平岛)

Though one may be as deep and somber as the bedrock,

None can outrival the cool grace of this virgin land.

She tilts her slender neck slightly toward the sky;

Light, descending from infinite heights,

Dissects and lays bare her profound inner heart.

A slight knit of her moth-like brows—

And like a rainbow,

The overpass of dreams gathers me into her embrace.

I speak of this enchanting virgin territory,

Where ice, rain, and fault lines have conspired to carve

V-shaped ravines

Crisscrossing the earth.

I stand stunned by these fissures of the world,

By the face that has endured the cleaving of axe and blade.

It is Time itself, crawling out

From the volcanic ash,

Sculpting "Scar Literature" upon the forehead of an old man.

A trace of green climbs onto the brow;

The soul

Cannot reach out to touch it.

The deeper the love, the sharper the ache.

In the distance,

A few sheep,

Like soft, plump clouds of cotton,

Gently lick the stones—

The charred black and the blood-red.

A river flows in silence,

Carrying away one fleet of onlookers after another.

初稿：

Emstrur Hut 到 Porsmork Hut

你再怎么甩深沉

也酷不过这样的一位处女

她稍稍仰起螓首

光线就从无限高远处

剖露她幽深的内心

微微蹙起蛾眉

彩虹一般梦的天桥就把我带到她的怀里

我是说这片充满魅惑的处女地

冰，雨，断层联手切割出

V字形的沟壑

纵横

岁月是怎样一位神秘兮兮

从火山灰里

自己爬出来的

雕塑

盯着我看

震惊于

脸部装饰的刀削斧劈

一种只属于老男人的沧凉

有一丝绿意爬上额头

心灵

触之不及

爱之益痛

远方

有三五头羊

像棉花制作的软胖的云朵

轻轻舔舐着石块

焦黑与血红

有河流默默

流走一批又一批的过客