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[雪泥]

Weeping on the knife’s edge of the dark night

How many roads have I passed?
Who have given me the red shoes?
Now they are full of holes。
Nothing I want more than to depart forever
On the muddy path。

The God of thunder uproots the trees
Chopping their chests,
Dark red mucus wells up.
To drown me ?
To discard me into a deep ravine?
Or a fish’s warm belly?
——
It’s the seventh heaven.

Why did you take this journey ?
Thorn, Lawn, Desert, Sea .
Where was prettier？
Where was sadder？
Where did you look at wild geese
With travellers ？
Thinking of your home.
Where did you drink mellower wine all night？

A large amount of times were cut
Soul stirring
Youth no longer.


The pitch-dark night is
A traveller’s duster,
Warms her to sway on
The edge of life and death.

‘The red shoes’ in this poem has drawn its materials from a fairy tale story
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Welcome candid criticism

伏在暗夜的刀刃上啜泣

走了多少路？
是谁给我的这双红鞋子？
如今已是满目疮痍。
就让我躺在泥泞里与世长辞吧！

树一棵棵倒下，
雷神劈开他们的胸膛，
殷红的黏液迸涌而出。
是溺死我 弃我于一潭深涧 ？
还是送我入鱼的暖腹？

——
这个归属倒胜过天国！

为何踏上这段旅程？
荆棘，草地，沙漠，大海。
哪一路更美？哪一路更悲怆？
哪一路的人让你望雁叹归？
哪一路的佳酿醉过不夜天？

荡气回肠时剪去一段光阴。
青春已不再。

这幽暗似墨的夜
是行者的一袭罩袍，
暖着她游离在生与死的边缘。

注释：诗中的红鞋子取材于童话故事《穿着红舞鞋的女孩》