想念你的灰布外套

• 作 者: 古筝
• 出 处: 诗歌月刊
• 发表日期: 2014年03期
• 关键词: 三十岁 八十年代 蜗牛壳 对我说 丝丝缕缕 甘菊 疏影横斜 自由女神 渗进 圣经故事

那时候星空中的月亮很圆很亮,有人说那红色的月亮是为热恋中的爱人升起,渗透甘菊苦涩的清香。那年他三十岁。他总把身体裹在那件灰布外套里,他说他老了,灰色很适合他。想起那个久远的八十年代末,空气中弥漫诗歌丹桂馥郁的芬芳,我就会想起这座城市蔚蓝的天空下,某栋七层楼顶那间狭小的蜗牛壳里,曾经居住过一个我不能忘怀的男人,他那成熟中略带感伤灰色的眼神,以及那件朴素的灰布外套,在我的记忆

At that time, the moon in the sky was very bright and full. Some people said that the red moon rose for the sweetheart in love and penetrated the bitter fragrance of camomile. That year he was thirty years old. He always wrapped his body in that gray cloth jacket, he said he was old, gray is for him. Remembered that far end of the late eighties, the air filled the fragrance of Tan Guifu poetry, I will think of the city under the blue sky, a seven-story roof that small snail shells, once lived in a me Can not forget the man, his mature slightly sad gray eyes, and that plain gray cloth jacket, in my memory