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[红陌]

《月饼》

一年一块幸福
一年一块甜蜜
都从月亮上掉下来
所以月亮总是那样瘦

一年一次祈祷
一年一次祝福
也都给了月亮
包括我们对月亮的寄托
对月亮的爱情
所以月亮总是那样丰满

八月十五
近在咫尺远在天边
慢炖着爱肥情瘦的语言
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诗观：水晶一样透明，阳光一样灿烂，花朵一样芬芳。我的空间 http://761512829.qzone.qq.com

[[红陌]]

《月饼》

一年一块幸福
一年一块甜蜜
都从月亮上掉下来
所以月亮总是那样瘦

一年一次祈祷
一年一次祝福
也都给了月亮
包括我们对月亮的寄托
对月亮的爱情
所以月亮总是那样丰满

八月十五
近在咫尺远在天边
慢炖着爱肥情瘦的语言
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诗观：水晶一样透明，阳光一样灿烂，花朵一样芬芳。我的空间 http://761512829.qzone.qq.com

[星子]

谢谢红陌。

我喜欢的Ted Hughes‘一首月亮的诗。

Full Moon and Little Frieda

A cool small evening shrunk to a dog bark and the clank of a bucket -
And you listening.
A spider's web, tense for the dew's touch.
A pail lifted, still and brimming - mirror
To tempt a first star to a tremor.

Cows are going home in the lane there, looping the hedges with their warm
wreaths of breath -
A dark river of blood, many boulders,
Balancing unspilled milk.
'Moon!' you cry suddenly, 'Moon! Moon!'

The moon has stepped back like an artist gazing amazed at a work
That points at him amazed.



我很喜欢他比喻月亮是一位羞涩的艺术家。。。。

因此也写了一首。。。

After Reading Ted Hughes' "Full Moon and Little Frieda"

I fall in love with you, Moon,
seeing you step back like a timid artist.
Listening to the night,
you come out, a pail lifted.

Moon, they are gone.
They left you watching over the river.
How many years since?
And you watch the small village
becoming a floating island.
Among rows of windows,
the night flows, and I’m wide awake.

How much I want to imitate Li Po,
dancing with his white sleeves,
a hum from his burning heart ,
night after night inviting you for a drink!
The wine never drained,
yet he drowned in the silver river.

Moon, lift your bucket,
come out once more.
I won't make a sound.

（这首三月被选上一日一诗赛。。。）
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[[ANNA]]

谢谢红陌。

我喜欢的Ted Hughes‘一首月亮的诗。

Full Moon and Little Frieda

A cool small evening shrunk to a dog bark and the clank of a bucket -
And you listening.
A spider's web, tense for the dew's touch.
A pail lifted, still and brimming - mirror
To tempt a first star to a tremor.

Cows are going home in the lane there, looping the hedges with their warm
wreaths of breath -
A dark river of blood, many boulders,
Balancing unspilled milk.
'Moon!' you cry suddenly, 'Moon! Moon!'

The moon has stepped back like an artist gazing amazed at a work
That points at him amazed.



我很喜欢他比喻月亮是一位羞涩的艺术家。。。。

因此也写了一首。。。

After Reading Ted Hughes' "Full Moon and Little Frieda"

I fall in love with you, Moon,
seeing you step back like a timid artist.
Listening to the night,
you come out, a pail lifted.

Moon, they are gone.
They left you watching over the river.
How many years since?
And you watch the small village
becoming a floating island.
Among rows of windows,
the night flows, and I’m wide awake.

How much I want to imitate Li Po,
dancing with his white sleeves,
a hum from his burning heart ,
night after night inviting you for a drink!
The wine never drained,
yet he drowned in the silver river.

Moon, lift your bucket,
come out once more.
I won't make a sound.

（这首三月被选上一日一诗赛。。。）
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[红陌]

真可惜！我不懂英文，一句都看不懂。遗憾。抱歉，
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诗观：水晶一样透明，阳光一样灿烂，花朵一样芬芳。我的空间 http://761512829.qzone.qq.com

[[红陌]]

真可惜！我不懂英文，一句都看不懂。遗憾。抱歉，
_________________
诗观：水晶一样透明，阳光一样灿烂，花朵一样芬芳。我的空间 http://761512829.qzone.qq.com