从蜗居的高楼望去
蜗居的高楼下，锦江滚滚流淌的
前方，祖辈们用江水灌溉
向神灵祈祷，季节里的果食
穿过祸乱灾害的阻碍，传承下来
而更多的人正沿着江边赶往
爷爷和父亲，放下锄头
放下春秋的牵绊，告别黄土
跨入了乡镇的大门，街上的买卖
消融了两代人的阑珊
而我出生后踏上书途的春风
没有田地，亦不会使用锄头
怀揣着一纸证书
在城市的霓虹里捡拾稻谷
高楼踩着桑田眺望，远方
河流弯曲着找寻汪洋
在祖辈们用过的土地上
森林田地，乡村城市，变幻无常
Looking From the Humble Abode of High-rise Buildings
Under the humble abode of high-rise buildings, in front of
The far direction of JinJiang’ s flowing, my grandparents irrigated with river
Prayed to the gods, the seasonal fresh fruits
Inherited through the obstacles brought by disasters
And more people are rushed along the river
My grandfather and father put down their hoes
Put their spring and fall’s ties down, to see goodbye to loess
Enter the town’s door to trading there, the trading in streets
Has melted the poverty of two generations
After my birth, I got the studies’ opportunities
I’ve no land, and can not use the hoe
With a paper of certificate
I pick up the rice in the city’s neon
Stepping the ups and downs of time, the high-rise buildings are overlooking, in distance
The river are bending to find the ocean
On the land used by my ancestors
Forest, land, rural and urban are fickle
©Translated by Sophy Chen