洁白的夜
你能看到的都在洁白的夜里
被时光隐藏
陈旧的月光，穿过摇曳的树稍
一片在小溪口洗涤旧事
一片躺在屋顶的青瓦，临摹世界
洁白的夜，被虫鸣包裹
裹在中间一层
最里有石头的生长
泥土的爆裂，外面的喧嚣渐褪
而乌云轻移，在静谧中屏住呼吸
群山让出了广阔的视线
地平上，密布着洁白的身影
你以为这是全部，甚至以为
还不够轻，怕一脚踩碎了
而一声夜莺悦鸣
抬头，那是一抹璀璨的星河
The White Night
What you can see are all things in the white night
Are hidden by time
The old moon, slightly through swaying trees
At the mouth of stream, one piece is washing the old things
Copying the world, one piece is lying on the grey-green roof tiles
The white night is wrapped by insects’s songs
Wrapped in the middle layer
There is a stone growing in the deepest layer
The earth burst, outside it, the hustle and bustle are gradually faded out
While the dark clouds nudge, holding your breath in the quiet
Mountains let out a broad vision
It is full of white figure, on the horizon
Maybe, you think this is all, even thought
You think is not enough light, and fear a foot to break it
While in a nightingale’s happy song
Looking up, it is a touch of bright galaxy
©Translated by Sophy Chen