原來夢想並非越來越遠，不過是
躲在山櫻花的樹梢頭
落葉悄悄掩去
隨著秋天的風聲
那年正好走過一條無人的山徑，而方向
默默飄落於苦行
季節不再尋覓
我只有
悄然失去
向時走來的痕跡
2000.11（十六年前的旧作。那美好的在北岳登山队的日子）
Encountering Mountain Cherry Blossoms at Inner Niaozui
Not until I was nearly forty
did bewilderment begin.
It turns out dreams do not grow distant—
they only hide
among the treetops of mountain cherry blossoms,
quietly veiled by falling leaves.
With the sound of autumn wind,
that year I happened to walk a deserted mountain path,
and direction
drifted down in silent asceticism.
The seasons no longer seek.
I have only
quietly lost
the traces that once walked toward time.
— November 2000 (An old piece from sixteen years ago,those luminous days with the Northern Peaks Mountaineering Team)
