念故人诗三首之二：铃 之 歌

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是夜，阴雨绵绵，心绪沉重，故难以入眠，遂起身披衣，灯下独酌。观窗外细雨霏霏，听远处雷声隆隆，因有所感，故作诗三首，以抒胸臆。何以写陶写铃写花者？因有感于一故人之名也。其名曰：tao ling hua

        铃 之 歌

                   
                                     在群峰的山坡上
                                     平息的和风
                                     把上下起伏的树木
                                     催入梦乡
                                     沉寂的鸟儿酣睡在
                                     露水中
                                     星星已将碧波浪花
                                     镀上金光 
                                     

                                     在沟壑的边缘
                                     在高地的荒野
                                     一道湿热的烟霭
                                     淹没了
                                     我前行的路径
                                     也淹没了
                                     我受伤的心 

                                             月光凄清地
                                     浸淹着
                                     漆黑的树叶
                                     耳朵再也听不到人的
                                     细语轻音
                                     我迷失在黑暗的伤心中 

                                              叮呤——
                                     不知从何处
                                     突然涌来一股珍珠
                                     仿佛天籁之音
                                     把我的心带到嘹亮的远方
                                     那儿的忧伤柔顺
                                     像微笑一样 

                                              感谢你
                                     这神圣的喧嚣
                                     是你在不幸之日回应了我
                                     是你平息了我徒劳的忧伤
                                     是你将沿着银色的路飞得更远
                                     让我去亲近那
                                     温润如玉的
                                     爱