【塘沽，八月我沦陷】

  文/麦冬

我的幸福，拥有深蓝的水

我沦陷在你的往事中

我风一样的思念

小心翼翼交给了窗

我用低廉的诗歌

包裹你已不能开口的尸体

我用一次次的忍受

抚慰你的质疑

于是

我在蝉的鸣叫中

开始学会思索

幸福为何总是充满血腥

灾难为何总是在制止前发生

【Tanggu, I Fall in August】

  Author: Maidong          

My happiness is to possess the dark blue water

I submerge myself in your past

My longing is like the wind

Carefully and solemnly passing through a window

I employ second-rate poetry

To wrap your forever silent corpse

I endure it again and again

To comfort your questioning 

And so it is

Through the chirping of a cicadas  

I learned to think deeply

Why happiness always overfills with the stench of blood 

Why catastrophe always takes place before it can be stopped 

-Translated by Suou  苏欧译