文/龙跃国
你走了，城也空了
思念，如疯长的野草
堆满每个角落
包围了我们
用梦编织的天下
十二个春秋，上千封寄不出的信
放飞蓝天，见告你
关于这座不设防的城市中
我的统统
八月，我把自己流放在风里
偶尔有歇脚的白云，见告我
你曾来过这里
The Empty City
Long Yueguo
When you went away, the city became empty.
Missing, like the rampant wild grass
Filled up every corner
And surrounded
The world the two of us had knitted with dreams
Twelve years left behind a thousand letters, unable to be posted.
I had them released to the blue sky, telling you
About this unguarded empty city,
About all of myself.
In August, I let myself fly in the wind.
Once in a while a cloud would stop its journey, to tell me
You had once been here.
