Tonight I can write the saddest lines
  今 夜 我 可 以 写 出 最 悲 壮 的 诗 篇

Tonight I lie on the cold and wet ground
Feeling that I can hear the saddest sound
The sound is from no where but the quake site
That makes me the saddest lines to write

With a pen, I ask the Heaven in the sky
Why You made us suffer by and by
You led People into disaster by snow
You made all and all homes full of woe
You killed our people by striking the train
That brought all families pains again
You destroyed homes and homes by the quake
And killed children and children in the shake

If you are not staying in such a damned height
I will climb up to fight you with no fright
I get to my paper with dim and dim light
And have got the saddest lines to write

Tonight I can write the saddest lines
For lying in the darkest moon-shines

Tonight I can write the saddest line
For the death of all friends of mine

Tonight I can write the saddest line
For I can still hear the sorrowful whine

2008年5月20日凌晨01点  作于重庆大学  思群广场  避震时(转)