春风荡春风荡,连夜入昼。夜风尤高,黑色的风从天顶呼啸而下,一把抓住那些光秃秃的树梢猛烈摇晃。白昼午后不安的梦中,万物都呈飘浮状。我梦见童年、少年、青年彼此叠加,多少个春天的风互相簇拥,我一边醒来它们一边飘散。风最终会把所有的日子,吹得无影无踪,干净得像无之本身。但无本身不干净,它呈混沌状,也许可萌发事物,也许什么都没有。春雪起一冬没有像点样子的雪,春来大雪忽起。凌晨至午时,大雪仍在纷飞。很想约友人来家, Spring breeze spring breeze, night into the day. Night wind especially high, the black wind roaring from the zenith, grabbed the bald trees shaking violently. In the restless dream of midday afternoon, everything is floating. I dreamed of childhood, adolescence, youth superimposed on each other, how many spring winds surrounded each other, and I woke them to the side of the air. The wind will eventually blow away all the days, as clean as nothing. But without itself is not clean, it was chaos, may germination, maybe nothing. Spring snow from a winter like no snow, spring snow suddenly rise. Early morning to noon, heavy snow is still flying. Very want to about friends come home,