生日这一天
醒来遇见蓝天
蹲着在心圃里拔草
空气里飘溢着曲奇的奶油香
中餐外卖员在唇角折出疲软的微笑
然后把女儿烘焙的甜馥送到每一家门口
午睡很短而且无梦
日光的余温刨亮额头的汗珠
跳过晚餐看点电视
举手就要拉上一天淡涩的窗帘
那一刻你的贺语自荧幕破框而出
如晨露霪雨般地湿润我干涸的心田。
On My Birth Day
Woke up to the lucid blue sky
A ritual weeding as I squat in the garden of my mind
The appealing aroma of butter cookies fragranced the crisp morning air
A fatigue smile wilted on his face when the ordered lunch was delivered
Then it’s our turn to deliver the daughter’s baked sweetness to every doorstep
A nap so curt and dreamless
Beads of sweats shimmered in the last light of dusk
Dinner skipped to briefly watch the tv
As I was about to drop the plain curtain of a mundane day
Here came your wishes with spotless words so divine.
Liked morning dews raining on my parched hollow heartland
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