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听说今天立春,很多人都约好去踏青了。可以想象春天的样子有多迷人,我也想成为随行人中的其中之一。可我身后是后脑勺够不着的墙,四周是钢铁混泥土铸就的尘埃。我无法看到绿色蔓延过陇南的山川与祖母家门前溪流。我只能一次次看着去年被冻伤的眼泪,在阳光下,像婴儿一样的哭泣,却无能为力。我只能站在这高不可攀的楼顶,在那遥远的天际幻想春天的样子。听说今天就是春天,从昨晚上起我就断了药物!有人说,去年的病痛,只能留给去年的日历。
I heard that the beginning of spring today, many people have agreed to go green. Imagine how fascinating the spring looks like, and I also want to be one of those people on the move. But behind me the wall of the back of my head can not reach, surrounded by concrete cast iron dust. I can not see the green stream flowing through Longnan’s mountains and grandmother’s house. I can only look at the tears frostbite I suffered last year and in the sunshine, I can not cry like a baby. I can only stand on the top of this unattainable roof, in that distant horizon fantasy spring look. I heard that today is spring, and I have been breaking the medicine since last night. Some people say that the pain of last year can only be left to the calendar of last year.