少女是四月做的
 
春天住进了
少女栀子一般嫩的小身体
连带着
铃兰味的夸耀和凶暴
 
隔风信施咒
四月撒了九里香的谎
在少女
芦灰的心上扶了红杏
梨花白的眼底培了黄梅
喜怒无常和纯粹疯长
 
春雨犁过春流、春泥
犁过了四月的善变、善妒
犁过少女任性的手掌
和刺槐那样累累的肤浅和冷漠
透明了山荷叶那么软的坏肚肠
 
少女向五月跑
汗湿了樱粉的春妆
露出无暇的四月的脸颊
半个桃金娘
 
她躺倒在湿漉漉的香水草里
像蝴蝶兰丛里的一朵
冷眼的蝴蝶
梦到一串残酷的四月
梦到看完了《花仙子》就睡的玫瑰金的赖床
 
The Girl Is Made Out Of April
 
The spring moves in on a fragile girl that
Inexperienced as gardenia,
Carrying the boastfulness and ferocity of
Lily of the valley.
 
Casting the spell across the wind,
April lies about orange jessamine,
Seeding the red apricot blossom  
On the girl's horizon-grey heart,
Sowing her alabaster eyes with wintersweet,
Then moodiness and pureness grow wild.
 
Spring showers plow the fields and lakes,
The April fickleness and covetousness,
The girl’s untamed hands,
And her unconcern along with frivolousness,  
That fruitful as false acacia,
To justify her transparent villainy
That like the skeleton flower under the rain.
 
She runs towards May,
Her sweet sweat dissolves the sheer pink spring makeup,
And bares her flawless April-like cheeks eventually,
Identical to half a rose myrtle.
 
She sinks into the moist thick heliotrope blooms,
A cold-eyed butterfly
Floating in a butterfly orchid bush,
Dreaming of a strand of cruel April,
And a rose gold lie in after watching The Flower Angel.
 
 
2021年3月26日