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TO MY FATHER
- by 兰若
I don't know how dad's getting by in these two years
He must be staying in a dark room
Putting together a cobweb
Many past events are like stars
Sticking to it
The past violin sound is also like a cutter
Incising father's hands
Go feel
Go feel
Father's pain.
This is soundless pain
Piece by piece dropping into the earth
But I
Have grown up into a tree
However, I have also thought this way
My father's hands
Will become water
Will disappear
Like a little creek
Singing joyful songs
And disappearing.
The evaporation of life
Is like the breezes under the sun
Will take away every drop of water
In a night
I wrote this poem to my father
But I, didn't present it to him
Because I know
He,
Will certainly shed tears.
在一个夜晚
我写了这首诗送给父亲
可是我，没有给他看
因为我知道
他，
一定会流泪。作者: 兰若 时间: 2006-5-14 17:44 Many thanks, Meng Wen, have a nice Sunday! 作者: 梦文 时间: 2006-5-14 17:49 You're very welcome as always, 兰若. Thanks for your instant reply. You have a nice Sunday too. 作者: rong 时间: 2006-8-7 06:08 在城里读过。最后的写多了，余味少点。愿他一切都好。
