春雨,
淅淅沥沥,
昨夜又今朝,
那是
天空致大地的
情话潇潇。
风
依然
带着寒意,
却
远不是
冬日的刺骨。
雨丝
斜斜的
捎来
初春
晶莹的
问候。
目光迷离,
恍恍然,
我
忆起了江南,
一柄红伞,
独自彳亍在
戴望舒的
《雨巷》。
裙裾飘飘,
飞扬着
青春的长发,
寂寥?
落寞?
或
缱绻?
春雨渺渺,
往事如烟。
香茗袅袅,
旧梦飘散。
案牍间,
抬起头,
雨住了,
风停了,
彩霞满天。
Spring Rain
==========
Spring rain is drizzling
all day and all night,
the loving prattle from the sky.
Wind is still chilly,
but not as harsh as that
in winter evening.
Rain threads are slanting,
carrying crystal greetings
from the early spring.
Misty eyes see Southern China,
in Dai Wangshu’s “Rainy Lane”,
slowly walking a red umbrella,
white dress, long black hair,
with youth, flying in the air.
Lonely?
Sadly?
Or
Lovely?
Spring rain is foggy.
The past is gone silently.
Tea steam is curling up,
Old dreams are fading in the mist.
From the desk lifted my eyes.
Rain vanished, wind stopped.
Sun in the sky.
The world is filled with
sunshine.
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