The Fog Day by Huilan
The thick fog comes from
The deepening shades of dusk
It comes from Mississippi River
Where the wideness ends
The fog snatches forests from the sunlight
From the cold dark mountains
Flow streams caring my melancholy mood
I only see my home in my memory
It is so far away inside or outside of my dreams
I do not dare to stand on the peak of the mountain
A view so distant yet bringing my home no closer
I miss you
But the path to you is long
And it is cloaked by the fog
I don't know how many mountains and rivers
Still are in front of me
Or how many borders of states and countries
I need to cross
My need to earn American dollar
Only impedes my journey
No matter how fast the car
It is not quicker than my spirit that flies to
The nest of my heart
As the dusk draws close
I cannot hold back my tears
Tonight
When the zither sound is near
Where will my heart rest
【惠兰的诗】雾天
诗/图 惠兰
大雾来自暮色苍茫时分
来自密西西比河
原野的尽头
烟雾把树林从阳光下抢走
冷冷的碧色
把愁绪释放出来
一泻千里
而故乡远在记忆
梦里梦外 游子都不敢
轻易登高
思念不请自来
通向远方的大路
被烟雾紧锁
不知前面还有多少山山水水
州界国界
美元总是和闲情作对
超速的汽车
无法快过归巢的飞鸟
暮霭难以阻挡啊
伤情铺天而来
今夜
琴声响起的时刻
我将心栖何处
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