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夜色

(2011-09-15 07:35:07)
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夜色

night      

 

高小丢\文      

Is high, the lost     

 

急促的闹铃把我从梦中惊醒醒,又是凌晨三点----一天的无聊又要开始。    

The noise of the shortness of the bell I was awakened from the dream up, and three in the morning, a day of boring and to start.      

 

夏季的夜很乱,即使是莫大的上海,也是如此,但其他的人却还睡的那样香甜。    

The summer night is a mess, even if is a great deal of Shanghai, also is such, but other people but also sleep that sweet. 

 

所有的人都在寻梦,唯独我,一个站在无人的阳台上,等待着一天忙碌的开始。    

All the people in their dreams, only I, a standing in a deserted the balcony, waiting for the beginning of the busy day.      

 

有风,有雨,因为劳累----谁也不愿光顾这自然发生的一切。    

There is wind, rain, because hard work--who also not the wish visit this natural happened.  

 

在红色的黎明里,一排排闪亮的霓虹跑道,显得是那样的随意自得。

In a red dawn, rows of shiny neon runway, appear is that optional complacent.     

 

灯光溅在树上,手上,眼睛里,亮晶晶的像初夏朝阳下荷叶上的甘露,流溢着冬季未有的温馨,在睡梦中露出一丝微笑---清纯,像一个孩子。    

Light in the tree, in the hand, with eyes, shiny like early summer sun dew on the lotus leaf, flush with some warm winter yet, a smile in his sleep-pure, like a child.      

 

一切都是新生的,没有失望,没有怀念,没有很多的莫名其妙。      

Everything is new, not disappointed, no remembrance, do not have a lot of rubbish.     

 

世事散乱的更迭,都暂且随着清晨的海风而去。 

The messy changes for the early hours of the morning, the sea breeze and go with.     

 

望着眼前庞大的铁鸟,毫无畏惧的卷入深邃的天际,都慢慢重生。   

Looking at the sight of the large bird, iron without fear of deep sky, involved in is slowly rebirth. 

 

唉……   

Alas...... 

 

吵闹的都市,惊醒了谁,又怜爱了哪个。    

The noise of the city, who woke up with a start, and loves the which.     

 

浩瀚的海鸟缺乏心与心的距离,空旷的夜,没有畏惧---自由……      

The vast sea birds and the distance from the lack of heart heart, open night, no fear-free......     

 

只得羡慕,永远的无声无息。      

Had to envy, always silent.  

 

泡影与可笑的往事随着这一缕缕气流,游来游去,直至碾磨在这夜里、梦里、心里。     

Bubble and funny as this past airflow, curling swam around in this night until grinding, the dream, her heart.     

 

毫无顾虑的爱上一种事物,爱着一个人……

There is no concern of fall in love with a kind of things, love a person......      

 

如这夜,慢慢清晰,明了……      

If this night, slowly in a clear and concise manner...  

 

遐想总是短暂的,汽笛响了,该上班了!    

Daydream always short, the sirens rang, this work!  

 

七月

July

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