《弗洛姆 Flåm》
和平岛
四面环山
进出都要钻牛角隧道
唯一的峡湾
像章鱼奋力撑开的贝壳
弗洛姆小镇
在挪威语境
类似于藏语的香格里拉，陶渊明笔下的桃花源
为了离天堂近一些
我们爬到Brekkefossen瀑布
跟前露营
被朝阳唤醒
才知道，错过了
天使的传诏，星星的布道
参观弗洛姆铁路博物馆
乘坐纳柔依峡湾游轮
俯瞰绿皮火车
沿着弗洛姆河湾缓缓驶入
打通天堂的铁路
需要多少工人
也许，我们一直都在火车上
Flåm
By Peace Island (He Ping Dao)
Girt by mountains on every side,
To enter or leave, one must pierce through ox-horn tunnels.
The solitary fjord,
Like a shell forced open by the octopus’s might.
The town of Flåm—
In the Norwegian tongue,
Is a Shangri-la of the Tibetan heights,
The Peach Blossom Spring from Tao Yuanming’s lines.
To be a little closer to Heaven,
We climbed to the foot of Brekkefossen
To pitch our camp.
Awakened by the rising sun,
Only then did we realize: we had missed
The angels' summons, the stars' silent sermon.
Visiting the Flåm Railway Museum,
Drifting on the Nærøyfjord cruise,
Looking down at the green-skinned train
As it glides along the river’s bend.
To carve a railway through to Heaven,
How many laborers must it take?
Perhaps, we have been on the train all along.
