我身體裏也有一列火車 餘秀華 我身體裏也有一列火車 但是,我從不示人。與有沒有秘密無關 月亮圓一百次也不能打動我。月亮引起的笛鳴 被我捂著 但是有人上車,有人下去,有人從窗戶裏丟果皮 和手帕。有人說這是與春天相關的事物 它的目的地不是停駐,是經過 是那個小小的平原,露水在清風裏發呆 茅草屋很低,炊煙搖搖晃晃的 那個小男孩低頭,逆光而坐,淚水未幹 手裏的一朵花瞪大眼睛 看著他 我身體裏的火車,油漆已經斑駁 它不慌不忙,允許醉鬼,乞丐,賣藝的,或什麽領袖 上上下下 我身體裏的火車從來不會錯軌 所以允許大雪,風暴,泥石流,和荒謬 I also have a train inside my body Xiuhua Yu I also have a train inside my body But, I never show it to others. Nothing to do with secrecy. I won’t be touched even after the moon becomes full for one hundred times. The train horn triggered by the moon Is muffled by me. But people get on the train, people get off, people throw out of windows fruit peels And handkerchiefs. Someone says these are related to spring Its destination is not a stop, but a passage It’s that tiny plain, dew dazes in the wind The thatched cottage stands short, smoke from cooking wobbles That boy lowers his head, sits with his back to sunlight, tears still wet The flower in his hand opens its eyes wide Stares at him The train inside my body, its paint faded and mottled Calmly and leisurely, it allows the drunkards, beggars, street performers, or the so-called leaders Get on and off The train inside my body will never travel on wrong tracks So it travels despite of blizzard, wind storm, mudslide, and absurdity |