《国庆之夜》
——国庆节北京之夜有感
文/AI诗篇
Night of National Day
— National Day Night in Beijing
Written By / AI Shipian
你问我，
节日是什么颜色？
You ask me,
what color is the festival?
我指给你看——
I point it out to you—
是旗帜
在风中种下的红，
It is the red planted
by flags in the wind,
是灯笼
在檐角结出的红，
the red borne by lanterns
at the eaves,
是孩子
举着糖葫芦跑过时，
the red rippling through
the airas a child runs past
空气里漾开的红。
with candied hawthorn skewers.
而灯火，
是夜的金色刺绣。
And lights are
the night’s golden embroidery.
当城市
把星河披在肩上，
When the city drapes
the Milky Way over its shoulders,
每一扇窗都溢出暖光，
every window spills warm light,
像母亲
留在碗底的甜酿。
like the sweet wine Mother
left at the bottom of a bowl.
今夜，
十四亿颗星子相撞，
Tonight,
1.4 billion stars collide,
碎成满城桂花香。
shattering into osmanthus
fragrance throughout the city.
而我们的爱
And our love
是两盏小小的、
固执的灯，
is two small,
stubborn lamps,
在狂欢的海洋里，
in this ocean of revelry,
静静
映照彼此的模样。
quietly reflecting
each other’s faces.
