風居住的街道
文 / 王成傑
都進城了
隻剩下秋風
仿佛早年的街溜子
扯一扯樹梢
掀一掀瓦片
寂寞時學老太太咳嗽
學狗子叫
聽著不像汪汪
像故鄉
Streets Where the Wind Loiters
by wang Chengjie
All have flowed cityward
Only the autumn wind lingers
Loitering as if the loafers of those years
Pulling at treetops
Or lifting roof tiles
When loneliness sets in
It mimics a granny’s cough
Or a dog’s bark
Yet it doesn’t sound like woof woof
It is the call of home
Tr. Ziyuzile
27/04/2026