我打江南走过I passed through the South of Yangzi那等在季节里的容颜如莲花的开落The face waiting at the turn of seasons, likea lotus flower, blooms and wilts东风不来，三月的柳絮不飞Without the east wind, the willow catkins inMarch do not flutter你底心如小小的寂寞的城Your heart is like the lonesome little town恰若青石的街道向晚Like its streets of cobblestones nearnightfall跫音不响，三月的春帷不揭When footfalls are silent and the bed curtainsof March not unveiled你底心是小小的窗扉紧掩Your heart is a little window tightly shut我达达的马蹄是美丽的错误My clattering hooves are beautiful mistakes我不是归人，是个过客……I am not a homecoming man but a passing traveler…一诗一信微信公众号：postunpoem