Sometimes I think of the generosity,
Like putting together an interesting puzzle.
Two of sea anemones, relieving tentacles
Meet nowhere.
Devouring air from the same ocean,
We'll turn into ashes and bones.
Non-moving points and lines on the horizon will
Move like dunes.
有时我想起这份慷慨
好像拼出一个有趣的谜。
就像两朵海葵，伸出的触手
永远不接近。
吞吃着同一片海里的空气，
我们会变成灰和骨头，
地平线上永不移动的点线
也像沙丘一样移动。
June 24, 2022.
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刚写的！唉，想写的写了一周都没写出来...糊弄一下得了。
Like putting together an interesting puzzle.
Two of sea anemones, relieving tentacles
Meet nowhere.
Devouring air from the same ocean,
We'll turn into ashes and bones.
Non-moving points and lines on the horizon will
Move like dunes.
有时我想起这份慷慨
好像拼出一个有趣的谜。
就像两朵海葵，伸出的触手
永远不接近。
吞吃着同一片海里的空气，
我们会变成灰和骨头，
地平线上永不移动的点线
也像沙丘一样移动。
June 24, 2022.
------
刚写的！唉，想写的写了一周都没写出来...糊弄一下得了。