Monday, 19 July 2004

屈原是怎样死的?

        我明明是在放空的,也不知道为何会作出这样的联想。难道是端午节要到了,所以要应景?

Tuesday, 6 July 2004

The Cold Bath

I’m swimming in a freezing river,

I wish I don’t need to,

but somebody said we must.

 

When I jump into the river,

the heat molecule of my body freeze.

Much more than I expect,

extreme frigidity attack my pores.

 

I make myself swim faster,

so that the coast will be closer.

I keep on swimming,

what I can do is just swim, swim, swim.

 

I beat the guardian of the freezing river,

and he rewards me a body of milky fragrance.

Tuesday, 15 April 2003

停电

拖着疲惫的身子,

怀着烦恼的脑子,

带着沉重的步子,

咔嚓地打开门子,

看见黑暗的房子,

没遇上半个影子,

只摸到桌子椅子,

叽里咕噜的肚子,

找不到一个饺子,

也不见半个包子,

老天快想想法子!

手机

口袋震动了,

柴可夫斯基的《土耳其进行曲》响了,

圆的方的都被掏出,

喂喂,喂喂靠上前。

你握Nokia,

他用Motorola,

远方的亲友互送上一句问候。

一个简讯,一个图画,

彼此的关系不再间断。

1437、5201314,

让情侣们更为甜蜜。

但切记,

看戏不可说Moshi Moshi!