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94 其他…… 我选中了一条孤零零的 消失在玉米地深处的小路。 我选中一座隐藏在槐林和 野豌豆丛里的房屋，那里 一弯无声的渠水安静穿过。 树影 幽幽飘落的叶子 在水面上轻轻荡了一下 又沉入长长的睡乡。 我疑惑，它们都是什么？ 一条路？一座房屋？还是 映照过奥菲丽雅脸庞的波光？ 我要求全部。全部的。 这飘着轻尘的小径 久无人拜访的 看林人长满绿苔的房屋的墙角 以及死一样寂寞的渠水——全部的。 如此清晰 无边无际。 现在我坐下来：面对 疯狂繁殖的景色—— ——金黄的飞蝶 几片槐叶 在纸上的乐园中修筑 它们最后的安眠—— 95 Et cetera . . . I choose a solitary path vanishing into the deep cornfield. I choose a house hidden among pagoda trees and vetches, where canal water weaves quietly through a bend. Tree shadows soft falling leaves a gentle stir on its surface then deep into a long sleep. I wonder, what are these? A road? A house? Or ripples of light upon Ophelia’s face? I ask for everything. Everything. This little path in a dusty mist an unvisited keeper’s house with corners overrun by moss canal water lonely like death — everything. So clear and vast. Now I sit down: facing a madly spawning scenery — — golden butterflies some pagoda leaves building their last slumber in an Eden on paper — ...

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