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人生无非是经历白天和黑夜

白天所有的劳累

在黑夜酿造的梦中消弭

所谓哲人无非是长夜遥望星空

白天用阳光的刀刃

在胸肋刻下一道道伤痕

而平凡的人，在夜晚安然入眠

随着太阳起身，在田野劳作

播种像苞谷一样的爱情

我已经走过很长的路

只想做一个俗人

所以在夜晚，任月光流成一片大海

躺在床上不再担忧窗外的事情

而在白天，沏一杯清茶

坐看秋天的菊花

         2026年9月15日

The Hazy Life

By Yi Hua

Life is no more than days and nights.

All the toil of daylight

dissolves in dreams brewed by night.

Philosophers, it seems, gaze long at star‑strewn skies through long nights,

while the blade of sunlight

carves scar after scar into their ribs.

Ordinary folk sleep soundly when night comes,

rise with the sun to work the fields,

sowing love that grows like corn.

I have traveled a long way,

and now I only wish to be a plain man.

So at night, I let moonlight spill into an ocean,

lying in bed, no longer troubled by things outside the window.

By day, I steep a cup of mild tea,

and watch the chrysanthemums of autumn.