小时候
害怕浑水
害怕一转眼
宝贝就消失在浑浊的水中
于是
不停地用网兜捞
直到宝贝在混浊中浮现
不停地用勺舀
希望把杂质撇净
可是
捞的次数越多
水越浑浊
撇去的杂质越多
失去的宝贝越多
我开始学会
静静地等待
杂质会在时间里沉淀
宝贝会在期盼中显现
然而
生活并不是静止的
总是被不停地搅拌
我开始学会
在混沌中用心看
宝贝都掺着杂质
杂质中亦闪耀着宝贝
它们从来都不曾分开过
When I was a child
I was afraid of the turbid water
I was afraid that in the twinkling of an eye
The treasure would disappear into the murkiness
So
I kept fishing for it by tuck net
Until it emerged from the turbidity
I kept on scooping with ladle
Hoping to discard the impurity
However
The More times it was fished for
The more befouled the water became
The more impurity you discarded
The more treasure lost
I learned to wait in the silence
Impurity would subside in the time
Treasure would appear in the expectation
However
Life isn't still
It is always stirring
I begin to learn
Look through the chaos with your heart
All the treasure is mixed with impurity
All the adulteration is shinning with treasure
They have never been separated from one another.
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