[Poem] the Evening and Morning of a Spring (Hai Zi)

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the Evening and Morning of a Spring

in the evening 

I carried the ancient root 

To the field 

The little green legs of frog the eye sockets of moon

And a green bullet shell, green

On my back

Bloomed one by one

In the morning 

I returned to the village 

Lightly knocking the door

A water-drinking bee

Landed on my neck

thought I was

A well high above the ground

Mother opened the door

across the well

A row of damp trees

facing the plain field and her

neatly fell on their knees

Mother – they called out loud – 

Mother 

春天的夜晚和早晨

夜里 我把古老的根 背到地里去 青蛙绿色的小腿月亮绿色的眼窝 还有一枚绿色的子弹壳，绿色的 在我脊背上 纷纷开花 早晨 我回到村里 轻轻敲门 一只饮水的蜜蜂 落在我的脖子上 她想 我可能是一口高出地面的水井 妈妈打开门 隔着水井 看见一排湿漉漉的树林 对着原野和她 整齐地跪下 妈妈——他们嚷着—— 妈妈