在向你挥舞的各色花帕中
是谁的手突然收回
紧紧捂住了自己的眼睛
当人们四散离去，
谁
还站在船尾
衣裙漫飞， 如翻涌不息的云
江涛
高一声
低一声
美丽的梦留下美丽的忧伤
人间天上， 代代相传
但是， 心
真能变成石头吗
为了眺望天上来鸿
而错过无数人间月明
沿着江峰
金光菊和女贞子的洪流
正煽动着新的背叛
与其在悬崖上展览千年
不如在爱人肩头痛哭一晚
PS: you probably have read this piece long ago, most famous among her great many other poems. but i love this one too much to refrain from putting it up here once more. enjoy.
Tuesday, November 30, 2004
POTD:神女峰 by 舒婷
filed under: slapstick
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