"Rabbit"
One
In the wilderness, the strong wind wakes up the rabbit, its ears
are higher than the top of the grass and lower than the dark clouds And the Thunder Formation
Look at it standing upright on its hind legs, looking around at the helpless dusk
Bringing the desolation of artists of this era
Escaped into the night, but cannot escape Open
The hunter's crosshair in the forest, beside the sharpened tree stump
A fool who sleeps on a rock will laugh out loud in his dream
"Rabbit, run Go!"
In an American book, you are renamed
Like the bright moon in a foreign land, loved, talked about, and talked about all the time
But it has nothing to do with language
II
Why can't we go around the moon and return innocence to the earth?
The classical feller, an axe
I carried it to the sky, and when I saw the moon, I saw it
The fate of love
"Rabbit" is just a word, with shiny fur and shadows
spreading to those watching the sky
"I am naturally timid, and I don't understand happiness
A few leaves and broad beans will suffice
This confused spring..."
Spring in the wilderness -
A city The man muttered and moved forward day by day
He pushed the window away again and again and showed his three-year-old daughter
Colorful reading materials and pictures
Three
Run, rabbit!
"It's fast enough!" "It needs to be faster!"
Like the moon in a wine glass, with the help of a beautiful woman
Back To my dark chest
Once I am dreamed, disturbed, and blown away
I rush towards it, but I cannot catch it
The surface of the river Jumping on the water: a series of
Childhood-related whereabouts
This is on the bank of a grassy river
A pair of small hands and a ball of down caress each other
"It's getting dark soon!"
"As soon as we finish eating the apples, we will go home."
Four
" Rabbit” just has a word. When I imagined
a piece of white paper flying in the air, or a lamp
illuminating the melancholy frown in the middle of the night
I wrote: Rabbit
And blacken the day with ink to make fools fall asleep
Let city people get used to the life of mistaking deer for horses
Let long-distance runners face the moon and spin around for the rest of their lives< /p>
The real rabbit is the pair of long ears in the wilderness
Higher than the noise of this era, lower than
the ghosts surrounded by grass roots.
Now, it lies down
Expressing its disdain for the body...