一个老人说——献给九旬诗翁苏金伞

• 出 处: 全国新书目
• 发表日期: 1997年05期
• 关键词: 诗翁 奥菲丽娅 我爱

一个老人说:天冷了。树叶落了。(花的凋零比落叶更早,它们像奥菲丽娅在水中漂远。)他说:沙会流动,会埋葬年轻时的爱情。(黄泛区的沙曾埋过一座城市,厚厚的历史。沙总是平坦无痕,托着风。)他开始沉默,把自己交付给往事。田野里的炊烟漫进病房,阳光泼在墙上。他说:……我已年迈。……我爱

An old man said: it was cold. The leaves fall. (The flowers fade earlier than the fallen leaves, and they are like Orpilia drifting away in the water.) He said that sand would flow and would bury a young love. (The sand in the Yellow River has buried a city with a thick history. The sand is always flat and carefree.) He began to silence and deliver himself to the past. Smoke into the wards in the fields, the sun on the wall. He said: ... I am old. ……I love