我来了,我喊一声,迸着血泪, “这不是我的中华,不对,不对!” 我来了,因为我听见你叫我; 鞭着时间的罡风,擎一把火, 我来了,不知道是一场空喜。 我会见的是噩梦,那里是你? 那是恐怖,是噩梦挂着悬崖, 那不是你,那不是我的心爱! 我追问青天,逼迫八面的风, 我问,(拳头擂着大地的赤胸) 总问不出消息;我哭着叫你, 呕出一颗心来,——在我心里! <?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /> Discovery Wen Yiduo I’ve come, I shout, bursting out in tears of woe, “This is not my China—Oh, no! No!” I’ve come because I heard your summoning cry. Riding on the wind of time, raising a torch high, I came. I knew not this to be unwarranted ecstasy. A nightmare I found. You? How could this be! This is terror, a bad dream over the brim of an abyss, But not you, not what my heart continues to miss! I ask heaven, ask the winds of all directions. I ask (my fist pounding the naked chest of the earth) But there is no answer. In tears I call and call you Until my heart leaps out—ah, here you are! |
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