l***y
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I touch the flowers but can't feel you;
I drink the dews but don't taste you.
Therefore I loath Spring, and go mourn
at your tomb by planting yet another tree.
夏
The fading of a red red rose
reminds me of your desecration.
I would have lied to make a book
just to have it shelfed in the libraries--
but your lips are sealed, and so are mine.
秋
圣城之外金色田野
我捡拾农人遗漏的麦穗
吝啬的主啊
饱食的野鬼 也还是游魂
冬
你在北风的衣角藏藏躲躲 还年幼
给雪野耀眼的白夜逼迫 嚎啕噩梦
来啊来 到这来有雾迷蒙的黑水河
听新鬼唱夜歌 听裹冰的枝条折断
落在冻水里陪葬祖母她一永 安眠 |
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