长江三日
——纪念者之三十九
第一日，雾大，手扶船舷，像我正划船向采莲的荷塘，
水的丰富性进一步向我逼来，迷漫像颠簸，像爱的晕眩。
像宽巷子,窄巷子，两岸猿声啼不住，陌生的涛声，
让江风习习，轻舟沉默，我亦不愿开口，仿佛被大海汹涌。
第二日，我记不住帝国的托孤，白帝城向下沉没，
我借岩鹰的双翅，向上攀登，欲与星星交易奇诡的精灵。
在白日梦里，我无法表达正确的航程，就像我读过的诗，
在长短中，在落日与波浪中，修改着小三峡的病句。
第三日，我迷乱于快乐的莫名，风过耳，芬芳清漂船，
回头看彩虹高挂，孤独和森林中的爱，单相思，我心欢喜。
不顾艄公的劝阻，我手向天空伸去，身后田园，草丛，斑鸠，
野花开得吱吱地响，我的奔赴，无法挽留鸟语的飘荡。
Three Days on Yangtze River
—Remembrance No. 39
On the first day, fog, I put hands on ship’s rail, as I was rowing to a pond of picking lotus
Further the richness of the water forced to me so I’m hazy like bumps, like love of dizziness
Like wide alley and narrow alley, on two river sides apes cried none stop, strange waves
Let river wind blowing, boat keep silence, even I didn’t want to speak, as if I was surging by oceans
On the second day, as Baidi Town’s sinking, I didn’t remember Wei’s orphan successor
I climbed up by wings of rock eagle and wanted to deal fantastic spirits with the stars
In daydreams, I couldn’t express the correct voyage, as the poetry I’d read
In short and long, in sunset and waves, wrong sentences of Small Three Gorges I modified
On the third day, I confused an inexplicable happiness, wind through ears, clean fragrance drifting on boat
Looking back rainbow hanging, loneliness, love of the forest, unrequited love I was glad in heart
Ignored helmsman’s discouragement, I stretched out my hands to the sky, behind countryside, grass, turtle doves
Wildflower blooming in squeaky sound while my rush was unable to retain the fluttering birds’ songs
鸳鸯是矜持的
——纪念者之四十
所谓鸳鸯，就是不愿集合，不愿开会，能飞，不飞，
不愿被打扰，栖息池沼，游弋湖泊的一对袖珍野鸭，
学名亮斑冠鸭，与西半球的林鸭关系亲近，
比野鸭小，比鸬鹚英俊，鸳为雄，鸯为雌，
有飞翔之翅膀，有洵美之不渝，有忠贞之矢志。
饮露水，衔环草，相忘于江湖，
对镜花，怀风月，绝尘烟波里，
鸳鸯秀士三十六，
倾情至死只惟一。
Mandarin Ducks Are Restrained
—Remembrance No. 40
The so-called mandarin ducks are unwilling to meet, don’t want to gather, can fly, don’t fly
Don’t want to be disturbed, and inhabit ponds, lakes, just a pair of pocket-size wild ducks
Scientific name bright spots crown duck are close on Western Hemisphere to forest ducks
Smaller than wild ducks, handsome than cormorant, male called Yuan and female Yang
There’re wings to fly, there’re truly enduring beauty, there’re the loyalty in faith forever
Drinking dew, biting ring grass they may forget themselves in lakes and rivers
Looking in mirror, remembering the romantics, their graceful images in mist-covered waters
Thirty-six Mandarin Ducks Scholar Beauties
One only loves her only lover till death
©Translated by Sophy Chen
