逆风的投影
作者：秦风 Qin Feng
翻译：张琼 Tr. ZHANG Qiong
“人类总是丢弃身后的东西”
季节轮回，像苦难大地再度分娩自己
看见众多诞生，却看不到存在
每条道路，最终都会长成歧路
时间不断地丢下它的主人
“你吞食的东西将你吞噬”
在人类与自然之间
我是自己的一座巨大的空房子
没有退路，才是唯一的出路
像一棵冬天的树
向着头顶与天空突围
“在冬天，我只追求一无所有的东西”
秋风落下，砸在枯叶的白发上
枯叶落下，砸在谎言的舌根上
落叶对于树来说
不是无情，而是无义
树对于冬天来说
不是不离，而是不弃
荒芜的冬天坚挺着向上的姿态
一棵捧雪的树，一块策风的碑
“在人间，我只爱非人间的东西”
这世界，有太多下跌的事物
向下的引力，失重的自我
在黑暗的中间有人站立
像高悬的上弦月，俯看人间与深渊
梦是赤裸的，道德是透明的
碎了一地的是霜降，与露水的慈悲
“人在苦难之中，才更像一个人”
风吹进天地无脸的面孔
它从不言语，只说出
花朵的火焰，与云朵的岩浆
在空洞的蜘蛛网上梦到秋千与爱
爱是固执的猎手，在无边的天际捕捉
时时坠落的人类与自己
“死亡不是生命的终点，遗忘才是”
成为自己的人，最初都抛弃了自己
撞破的南墙，砸碎的天窗，失去结局
撞墙的背影，宛若破开自己的闪电
撕开的雷声、雨滴、道路与奔跑
用自己的头向前狂奔
逆行。都是迷失自己的人
终将成为所有人的陌生人
被遗忘 悲伤与铭记
北冥之鱼 飞鸟与鱼的距离
张开双臂，做逆风的翅膀
苍茫人间，是风的遗忘，与想象
Open Your Arms as Wings Against the Wind
"Human beings always discard things behind them."
The seasons are reincarnated as the suffering earth gives birth to itself again
We see the birth, but not the existence
Every road will eventually lead to a branch road
Time leaves its master behind
"What swallowed by you will swallow you up."
Between man and nature
I am a huge empty house of my own
The only way out is without a retreat
Like a tree in winter
Breaking out towards the top of your head and the sky
"In winter, I seek only those own nothing in the world."
The autumn wind falls on the white hair of the dead leaves
The dead leaves fall on the tongue of lies
Fallen leaves to the tree
Are not merciless, but lack of loyalty
Trees in the winter
Leave, but not abandon
The harsh winter keeps an upward posture
A tree holding snow, a monument in the wind
"In the world, I love only the things do not exist on the earth."
In the world, so many things are falling
Downward gravity, weightless self
Someone stands in the darkness
Like a waxing moon, gazing over the earth and the abyss
Dreams are bald, morals are transparent
What’s broken on the ground is the mercy of frost and dew
"A man is more like a man when he is in distress."
The wind blows into the faceless face of heaven and earth
It never speaks, but tells
Flames of flowers, and magma of clouds
In the empty spider web dreaming swing and love
Love,
the stubborn hunter, catches in the vast sky
Human beings and itself falling at any time
"Lethe rather than death is the end of life"
He who becomes himself abandoned himself at the very beginning
The smashed wall and window lose an outcome
The shadow of the back like a lightening splitting itself
Tears the thunder, raindrops, road and runs
Runs with his own head
Countermarching. Those who have lost themselves
Will be strangers to all
Being forgotten. Grieve or remember
The distance between birds and fish. The huge fish
Opens its fins as wings against the wind
The vast world is the lethe of wind and imagination.
秦风，本名蒲建雄，文学博士。中国诗歌学会会员、四川省作家协会会员。曾获首届全球汉语诗歌主奖、首届天府文学作品奖、长城文学奖、苏东坡文学奖。全国诗歌报刊网络联盟“十大最佳抗疫诗歌奖”、第六届上海市民诗歌节原创诗歌一等奖。作品被译作多种语言并收录多种诗歌选集。著有诗集《独步苍茫》。
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