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a dead cat bounced once or twice: ^+ I# R, n/ Q: X U
a dead man walked as a soldier from Qin dynasty( |- q. z; u. o+ S6 X" G% }# f
who dreamed about climbing the Great Wall across the vast / X$ w* h9 l H z( J; g5 } j( snorthern wasteland 4 c' v$ J3 I7 d' Eand only found himself turned into a ghost in the bushes 7 l) x* l& }; y) |5 V! W& h
like a shapeless shadow of wind 2 C& b- z+ h" |; W; K) m , C/ q, {! I% r2 [6 K2 e( l( a; rsuch vivid affairs one could not tell ( g6 D% o9 |: Z# q' `9 rin the midnight silence 6 c6 Y3 ~+ {- Z- hand I knew nothing about the basement% \3 m1 c% R% v- g. [# ?" {
where rats and cockroaches fought among themselves. R& ?3 p2 J% q+ v' N/ p
I was alive, but couldn't walk nor bounce around5 i1 n% B- x! z4 N" H+ ^* n( V
as a black swan or a white cat' W4 g0 t7 a; R
while you said, come join the soldiers of the cockroaches.2 D7 E& d }2 X1 |$ J: k$ K7 Q
# `1 d+ x, D/ j/ Q* n' LWhy not rats, I asked.( R4 a$ T0 J& L4 S
one inch seemed one million miles away: g" k: Y5 e9 p3 A# U
with two worlds apart) R+ C. O5 p0 O: a& e' B
there was something inside me I couldn't reach6 e3 d6 O" Y. [) U8 Y+ Q
"tear me into pieces", you said,6 O, p# r5 U: m: V3 v8 A z. c0 i
"nothing is authentic or genuine as you will see 6 u0 Q! Q1 ~7 @" v
in pieces of me" 4 c9 O$ Q% s5 h( W8 S( \' R4 c2 j/ a" v' G3 K% M \" _( `, j
I was alive, but couldn't walk as a living being* E7 V5 Z$ `0 Z2 N
the world surrounding me ) |/ H1 E. m6 P0 c, a' Twas a tiny drop of the rain, dripping down " n! ^: j$ q0 [* V: [5 F* a% Lfrom a pigeon's wing-tip D2 H9 ]" \: ^0 O2 o
time turned into a grain of sand --$ P2 U0 O' H; e U9 ?+ t* p
-- the sole truth of the universe 8 P: `* H0 J6 S ( [3 w$ d) x4 M+ ?with sore and pain in my back9 [; r3 e0 x( Q0 e! R
I couldn't go too far from my flesh nor bring the true pieces of me 9 ?1 \& i' _% F* m2 Y2 G( O$ d, D
to the silent tides: ]% E# h0 C7 l0 j6 ~2 L! n; n! ^
I couldn't touch the shades of solidity ; l: e' @2 f3 V7 c) R! y' q: ^while my door was cracking --8 {3 }8 W3 ~' }9 @3 x+ O9 ^
the boundary of myself was disappearing# T# o! R( y; s* X8 |0 s+ y: F5 v
something completely foreign was reshaping. q# \8 H* A7 l) e
I felt the dim light of the rainy day came inside me 3 M) F$ e2 A, R( eand shed on the cracked floor 3 |2 V/ p7 N: ]2 M2 ~4 ~when curtains were still tightly shut 3 c0 ^) ]6 V' T! B6 J: k" ]7 g9 R& J" e# y+ ?3 y, M
Gapping, sobbing, and yelling in pain 6 q3 Z, J/ l- d) BI felt the dead man moving out of my body6 Z( c$ J# q) x, H6 j2 i
and the grain of sand was free-flying/ `1 T& o0 P1 k( s1 }- |
in the pouring rain" L# x( R4 t4 o+ Y; A
love or being loved was a state of quantum ! x5 G. j, x% F3 t' l7 M-- rats or cockroaches didn't matter --5 S- |, c @) S1 e6 p* i, [8 f
when a terra cotta soldier was walking ' B! _# R. T# Y! F/ g0 rin the mighty wind. 9 a+ V* _' t1 Z B 0 J" Z$ Z7 l8 }" r0 ISept. 6, 2015 written in BJ 1 B$ _3 F( R; V5 V7 R; y& ^5 P$ P# w& U
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附中文翻译： 7 L" e N& T/ w* L# I - Q4 I2 |( k+ t& b+ W% J8 E《兵马俑》" |; v3 Q! j. S' q) m8 T. P* }
