垂钓

樊功生

仰头看着天

天也在看着我们

向往 怜悯

居然并存... 

空气越发混沌了

像是从没清洗过的鱼缸

有人在祈祷

愿风调雨顺

风是来了

没见到雨

只带来了沙... 

更多的人平躺了

刚上路

就说累了

大概是迷茫... 

能掉下几张烙饼多好

唉 想哪儿去了？

只怕是

天上垂下烙饼之时

正是毁灭的开始... 

Bait

By Ken Fan 

Looking up to the sky,

Which is also looking at us.

Yearning and empathy,

Coexist.

Atmosphere has turned muddier,

Like a fishtank, never been cleaned.

Folks are praying for good fortune to bestowed on them. 

Wind does arrive,

With sandy dusts... 

Yet no rain,

More people lie down,

Claiming exhaustion already, 

Soon after departure. 

lost, indeed. 

Would be so nice to see falling pancakes. 

Such a lunacy! 

Be aware, 

The world would surely come to an end, 

If pancakes start to fall down from above...