I don't know it is right or wrong
I don't like my body be circulated around the world
Though I died millions years ago
And my species is distinct from this universe
I still hope my body can be respected
Don't circulate me around the world
And let me rest in peace
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2012年4月15日 星期日
2012年4月13日 星期五
講故仔 - 卓文君與司馬相如
司馬相如給妻子送出了一封十三字的信：一二三四五六七八九十百千萬。
聰明的卓文君讀后，淚流滿面。一行數字中唯獨少了一個“億”，無億？豈不是夫君在暗示自己已沒有以往過去的回憶了。她，心涼如水。懷著十分悲痛的心情，回了一封《怨郎詩》。
一別之后，二地相懸。
隻道是三四月，又誰知五六年。
七弦琴無心彈，八行書無可傳，
九曲連環從中折斷，十裡長亭望眼欲穿。
百思想，千系念，萬般無奈把君怨。
萬語千言說不完，百無聊賴十倚欄。
重九登高看孤雁，八月仲秋月圓人不圓。
七月半，秉燭燒香問蒼天。
六月伏天人人搖扇我心寒。
五月石榴似火紅，偏遭陣陣冷雨澆花端。
四月枇杷未黃，我欲對鏡心意亂。
急匆匆，三月桃花隨水轉﹔
飄零零，二月風箏線兒斷。
噫，郎呀郎，恨不得下一世，
你為女來我做男。
.
聰明的卓文君讀后，淚流滿面。一行數字中唯獨少了一個“億”，無億？豈不是夫君在暗示自己已沒有以往過去的回憶了。她，心涼如水。懷著十分悲痛的心情，回了一封《怨郎詩》。
一別之后，二地相懸。
隻道是三四月，又誰知五六年。
七弦琴無心彈，八行書無可傳，
九曲連環從中折斷，十裡長亭望眼欲穿。
百思想，千系念，萬般無奈把君怨。
萬語千言說不完，百無聊賴十倚欄。
重九登高看孤雁，八月仲秋月圓人不圓。
七月半，秉燭燒香問蒼天。
六月伏天人人搖扇我心寒。
五月石榴似火紅，偏遭陣陣冷雨澆花端。
四月枇杷未黃，我欲對鏡心意亂。
急匆匆，三月桃花隨水轉﹔
飄零零，二月風箏線兒斷。
噫，郎呀郎，恨不得下一世，
你為女來我做男。
.
2012年4月11日 星期三
2012年4月10日 星期二
2012年4月9日 星期一
六月雪 (劉川)
六月里，天這麼熱、這麼熱
路口被撞死的那個民工的屍體都臭了
還沒有家屬來認領
他也沒有身份證
難遁是外星人嗎?
冤啊！肇事司機逃逸，至今沒有追到
死者明早就要被拉走火化去了
一切就像沒有發生
我又能說什麼， 今天晚不寫詩了
撕掉這一張潔白潔白潔白的紙
并把這些細碎至極的紙屑揚出窗外
看啊，六月飛雪、六月飛雪
(原載2007年第3年《人民文學》)
The June's Snow (By Lau Chuen)
In the month of June, the weather is so very hot, so very hot
The dead body of that village worker, who was knocked down and killed by a car, has become foul
There is no relatives of his come to pick up his body
He does not possess an identity card either
Could he be an alien from outer-space?
Oh, what a shame! The killer driver has hit and run, and is still un-accounted for
The deceased will be pulled away by to-morrow morning and be incinerated
Nothing seemed has ever happened
I am unable to make any comments, no verse writing for to-night
Tearing off this piece of white white white paper
And throw these very very small pieces of torn paper out of the window
Look, it is the drifting snow of June, the drifting snow of June
(translated by oswald chan 09 apr 2012)
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路口被撞死的那個民工的屍體都臭了
還沒有家屬來認領
他也沒有身份證
難遁是外星人嗎?
冤啊！肇事司機逃逸，至今沒有追到
死者明早就要被拉走火化去了
一切就像沒有發生
我又能說什麼， 今天晚不寫詩了
撕掉這一張潔白潔白潔白的紙
并把這些細碎至極的紙屑揚出窗外
看啊，六月飛雪、六月飛雪
(原載2007年第3年《人民文學》)
The June's Snow (By Lau Chuen)
In the month of June, the weather is so very hot, so very hot
The dead body of that village worker, who was knocked down and killed by a car, has become foul
There is no relatives of his come to pick up his body
He does not possess an identity card either
Could he be an alien from outer-space?
Oh, what a shame! The killer driver has hit and run, and is still un-accounted for
The deceased will be pulled away by to-morrow morning and be incinerated
Nothing seemed has ever happened
I am unable to make any comments, no verse writing for to-night
Tearing off this piece of white white white paper
And throw these very very small pieces of torn paper out of the window
Look, it is the drifting snow of June, the drifting snow of June
(translated by oswald chan 09 apr 2012)
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