Trantsient Days
Ifswallowgoaway,theywillcomebackagain.Ifwillowswither,theywillturngreenagain.Ifpeachblossomsfade, theywillfloweragain.But,tellme,youthewise,whyshouldourdaysgobynevertoreturn?Perhapstheyhavebeenstolenbysomeone.Butwhocoulditbeandwherecouldhehidethem?Perhaps theyhave justrunawaybythemselves.Butwherecouldtheybeatpresentmoment.
Idon'tknowhowmanydaysIamentitledtoaltogether,but,myquotaofthemisundoubtedlywearingaway.Counting upsilently,Ifindthatmorethan8,0000dayshavealreadyslippedawaythroughmyfingers.Likeadropofwaterfallingoffaneedlepointintotheocean,mydaysarequietlydrippingintothestreamoftimewithoutleavingatrace.Atthethoughtofthis, sweatoozesfrommyforeheadandtearstickledownmycheeks.
Whatisgoneisgone,whatistocomekeepscoming.Howswiftisthebetween!WhenIgetupinthemorning,
theslantingsuncasttwoorthreesquarishpatchesoflightintomysmallroom.Thesunhasfeettoo,edgingaway
softlyandstealthily.Andwithoutkonwingit,Iamalreadycaughtinitsrevolution. Thusthedayflows awaythrough
thesinkwhenI washmyhands;vanishesinthericebowlwhenIhavemymeal;passesawayquietlybeforethefixedgazeofmyeyes whenI amlostinreverie.Awareofitsfleeting presence,Ireachoutforitonlytofinditbrushingpastmyout-stretchedhands.Intheevening,whenIlieonmybed,itnimblystridesovermybodyandflitspastmyfeet.BythetimewhenIopenmyeyestomeet thesunagain, anotherdayisalreadygone .Iheaveaaasign,myheadburiedmyhands.But,inthemidstofmysights,anewdayisflashingpast.
Livinginthisworldwithitsfleetingdaysandteeming,whatcanIdabutwaveandwanderliveatransientlife?
WhathaveIbeendoingduringthe8,000fleetingdaysexceptwaveringandwandering?Thebygonedays,likewispsofsmoke,havebeendispersedbygentlewinds,and,likethinmists,havebeenevaporatedbytherisingsun.WhattraceshaveIfeltbehind?No, nothing,notevengossamer-liketraces.Ihavecometothisworldstarknaked,andin
thetwinklingofaneye .Iamgotobackasstark nakedasever.However,Iamtakingitverymuchtoheart:whyshouldIbemadetopassthroughtthisworldfornothingatall?
Youthewise,wouldyoutellmeplease: whyshouldourdaysgobynevertoreturn?
匆匆
燕子去了有再来的时候杨柳枯了有再青的时候桃花谢了 有再开的时候但是 你告诉我 我们的日子 为什么一去不复返呢是有人偷了他们罢那是谁 又藏在何处呢是他们自己逃走了罢现在又到哪里呢
我不知道他们给了我多少日子耽但我的手里的确乎是渐渐空虚了在默默地算着八千多个日子已经从我手里溜走像针尖上的一滴水滴在大海里我的日子滴在时间的流里没有声音 没有影子我不禁头涔涔汗潸潸了
去的尽管去了来的尽管来着来去的中间 又怎样地匆匆呢早上我起来的时候 小屋里射进两三方斜斜的太阳太阳有他的脚啊悄悄轻轻地挪移了我也茫茫然跟着旋转于是洗手的时候日子从水盆里过去吃饭的时候日子从碗里过去默默时便从凝然的双眼前过去我觉察他去的匆匆了伸出手遮挽时他又从遮挽着的手边过去天黑时 我躺在床上他便伶俐的从我身边跨过从我脚边飞过去了等我真开眼睛时和太阳再见这算又溜走了一日我掩着面叹息 但是新来的日子的影儿又开始在叹息里闪过了
在逃去如飞的日子了在千门万户的大千世界里的我能做些什么呢只有徘徊罢了只有匆匆罢了在八千多日的匆匆离 除了徘徊又剩些什么呢过去的日子如此轻被微风吹散了 如薄雾被初阳蒸融了我留着些什么痕迹呢我何曾留着像游丝样的痕迹呢我赤裸裸的来到这个世界转眼间又将赤裸裸的回去罢但是 不能平的 为什么偏要白白走这一遭呢
你聪明的 告诉我我们的日子为什么一去不复返了呢
你猜呢 啥?考我英盲? 岁月匆匆··· 去的尽管去了来的尽管来着来去的中间 又怎样地匆匆呢? 生命就是一个匆匆的过程,没有回头路··· 所以我们的日子一去不复返了
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