《小年红裙》

文/DeepSeek诗篇

小年之后是大年，

After the Little New Year 

comes the Big New Year, 

清扫的竹帚还靠在门边，

The bamboo broom 

still leans against the door, 

阶前雪已化成薄冰，

The snow on the steps 

has melted into thin ice, 

你提着红灯笼走过屋檐。

You walk past the eaves 

carrying a red lantern.

新糊的窗纸透出暖光，

The newly pasted window paper 

lets in warm light, 

灶糖在瓷碟里静静发亮，

The sweets on the stove 

shine quietly in the porcelain dish, 

我把腊月的心事折叠，

I fold up my thoughts of 

the twelfth lunar month, 

藏进你贴歪的福字下方。

And hide them beneath the crooked

 "Fu" character you pasted

集市上春联尚未干透，

The Spring Festival couplets 

at the market are still damp,

墨痕里渗出青草气候，

The ink seeps 

into the grassy air,

买花担子压弯石板路，

The flower vendors' baskets 

bend the stone path,

水仙球根裹着江南的釉。

The daffodil bulbs are glazed 

with the glaze of Jiangnan.

而我要写很慢很慢的信

And I will write a very, 

very slow letter,

用除夕前三日的安静，

Using the quiet of the three days 

before New Year's Eve,

写纸上冰雪渐渐消融，

Writing of the snow 

gradually melting on the paper,