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* MerFlower
* MerFlower
2005-03-01 03:29:31
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MerFlower
——
By
≠
Paleink
Rain; sinking river; a solitary voyage; empty mountains,
╭⌒⌒╮
The son of the wind rides his chariots horses of grey brow, rocks the fluttering bell of his chest,
and shakes a flag: with the summer cloud and his visages, into the days they have held before where
‘Spring’
has belong. Go, Go! In pursuit of unveiling his snowy cloud at twilight; in pursuit of
holding her
sleeve, taking her hands across the ocean and taking her heart back
。。。
Rushing!
Rushing!…
╭⌒⌒╮
Calling from the sky, ventriloquism squeaks now where solitude echoes travelling, amid vast bosom
of empty valley
;
he is only wind, the clueless wind of liberty, seeking promise from the way in
vain…
Dark colour, light colour, the inkdrops clot as with coldness, dipping over the flowing time of
anticipation.
Silently, dismal grey glides further to descend, the air raw and piercing, and the night fades
in cold blue, deeply
——
Leaning on the harbouring arms of sea, and listen: the metallic
crying voice
comes in from distant pulsing tide, twisting the sea hair of silver ruffled.
[
。。。
Afar from here, turning to the first page where the story starts
。。。
That night,
the day before the wedding ceremony, beside *How Bridge: Past the point of no return. A boy and
a girl standing there, the pretty young woman is the bride-to-be in the white wedding dress
,
but
the young man is not the bridegroom. The two of them are clasping their hands tightly and plunging
into the trembling moonlight of silver which is eclipsing their phantom
。。。。。。
A white flake of *M
erF
lower, a lonely maid lying, being shadowed by the
passing crowds, whispering
。。。
Then, passing away with shadows of footsteps, vanishing,
toe by toe. Soon,
the mute air regains
,
the lonely statue still remains here. But now, the sense of something enchants
him and stops his marching steps, he stoops down and covers all her body with the moving sands.
A racing army of tide draws in and withdraws, silver sand retreats from the beach; soon, the
clear eyes of the young woman exposed in the sunshine once more. That night, another man
passes by
。。。
Just at the corner of crossroads
,
maybe persuaded by a sort of walking miracle
,
scurrying clouds pause. Eventually he flies back to the handful of M
er
Flower. Entering into the
forest
he carries her. Arranged at a forested stream, inhaling deeply, he lays her down in the tomb,
softly:
the
shelter of the Returning, the dust of afterlife spreading Siftings on siftings in oblivion.
But who
this
man is with such a sorrowful look?
He makes towards her grave three deep bows.
He stops once more and gives his backward glance to the spindrift of snowy waves,
shivering and rustling in the wind.
The hours rise up stroking a blush of afterglow against the west of the sky and the sun is into
deep down sinking, feeling pumped from the Dye vat, pulling the whole pale dome in flaming fire,
hurling all the sea with crimson glow. The plaintive memorial
music whirls ups and downs
with the wind, and wells all within the way of leaving
。。。。。。
The ancient love-tale that the last life of bride-to-be was possessed by the sleeping beauty;
while the groom-elect is nothing but a veiling passenger. She comes to him as a peculiarly
momentary
union, is merely for the sake of his graces, which she had owed.
That is only an episode; a broken landscape; a paragraph of love
。。。
But the man who takes the bride-to-be from the gloom-to-be is the one accompanying her
the forever of his life, with her returning soul. Dying love finds its own way under the complete
lunar.
According to the deed of the ancient love-tales,
‘
By whom you were laid into the grave last time, right with whom you step to eternity’
。。。。。。
The car brakes with the whistle, the gloomy sparkling on the silver strings of rain. Several
leaves come sliding down the car, my glance collecting on the lost book of [
王小波致李银河书简
] *,
while the door opening, catching the memory of
“Whoever buried you last life is the one who accompanies you all your life this time.”
The face of book moistened by the intruding rain from the silent window of the car,
dried with
the tender hands, the vanishing warmth lingering on the page left by him last night, lingering words
in whisper.
The vision is veiled: foggy as fog;
Tears
Cutting
Down
。。。
*
Mer
Flower: MER, French word, sea
*How Bridge:
is the ancient love-tale about the final threshold of fate.
Past the point of no return seems the edge of falling apart
——B
y
≠P
aleink
雨
,
沉海
,
孤旅,空山
╭⌒⌒╮
风驾着他的白眉车骑
,
摇着胸腑中跳跃的铃
,
还有旗帜
,
旗帜上绣有夏云与风的容颜,嵌在那个曾经填满‘春天’的
日子里
;
去吧, 去吧,越洋去掀暮云的帘
,
来牵她的袖管。。。急速!急速!
╭⌒⌒╮
受着天空的招唤
╭⌒⌒
腹语尖叫
,
只有寂寞在空山间回鸣;他只是风,自由的风,无色的风,风何尝开口许下承诺。
深蓝浅蓝,墨水无声凝寒,落满了等待的岁月。
忧郁的灰逐时沉淀,夜融入冷蓝,空气冷峭,深深。倚着海的窗,听,那远道而来的海水漂来冰凉的呻吟,拍乱了海的发——
[
。。。远处,回到故事开始的那一页。。。婚礼举行的前夜,奈何桥边,一男一女,女孩子是那美丽的新娘,穿着白
色的婚纱,男孩子却不是新郎,两个人牵着手,跑进颤抖的白月光里
。。。。。。
一个孤单的少女,躺在那里,来来往往的过客一阵窃窃私语,在她身上投下瞬间消失的阴影。。。接着,一双双脚影消失,走开。顷刻间,夜又恢复先前的深冷,她仍旧一个人,孤独地躺在那里。这时候,行旅半途的他不由自主地刹住了脚,蹲下来,用流沙轻轻盖过
她的身体。。。
退潮了,沙粒沿着海滩流泻,很快地,少女的眉目在阳光下又见清晰。那天晚上,另一个男人,走过。。。转角
的时候,仿佛某种神迹的牵动,云朵停在空中。他一阵风地跑了回去,跑到那一捧
[
海上花
]
眼前,把她抱起来,
跨进一片树
林里,寻了一片临近溪水的地,俯下身,将她轻轻的放下,深深地吸了一口气,一层层埋进无声无息的坟莹里。可是,这
位满面悲容的男人又是谁呢?
他朝着她的墓碑深深地鞠了三个躬。。。。
走了几步,他又停下来,扭头看了看那一片在风里打着颤的雪海。
已是黄昏,迎面西天的落日,仿佛从染缸里滚了出来,把一腔苍白的天染得雪红,把海的脸也染红了,咽泣的輓歌,
在寒风里上下飞舞,含泪不舍
。。。。。。
听说睡着的那个少女是‘准新郎未婚妻的前世,而准新郎只是给少女盖沙的过客;她来到
他身边,陪他走过一段路,
只是因为前世的恩情;
那只是一段插曲,一断风景,一场断爱。。。
而把少女从准新郎身边带走的男人,则是陪他走一生的人,爱在月圆的那一夜重新获得生命。老人说‘前世埋葬你的人,就是陪你走一生的人'
。。。。。。
笛声响起,急刹车,雨中出现一团光晕,雨线如织。几片落叶从车顶滑落,打开车门,见到
[
王小波致李银河书简
]
遗
落在他的车座上,想起
[
前世埋葬你
的人,就是陪你走一生的人
]
。
车窗外的雨水飘了进来,把书面都打湿了,用手轻轻拂去水花,他昨夜碰触过的书页留下的余温传了过来,想起他
幽幽地连绵的话,
模糊如雾
,
沉沉
,
泪如椒
。。。。。。
———‘
我将于茫茫人海中访我唯一灵魂的伴侣,得之,我幸;不得,我命。如此而已 ’
徐志摩
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2005-03-02
≠paleink
发表评论于
2005-03-02 03:51:10
cheers~~~~~~~~
≠paleink
发表评论于
2005-03-02 03:49:12
如果你的窗户是通往一片很长很蓝的海,你脑子里浮现的风景
决不是这些'低俗的风尘'
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