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个人感觉余秀华就是抄袭，好几年前看过济南诗人写的一首诗，如下，英文版的，汉语版的估计涯叔过不去，大伙看看就知道了
I am on my way through the city to fuck you.
The taxi is shaking my heart and imagination loose.
But I can’t imagine how you are waiting for me.
I do no know if you and I are captured by imagination and passion in the same way.
Many people are in bed at this time of night.
They don’t have my jitters and dreams.
They don’t have your calmness and expectations.
I am on my way through the city to fuck you.
On the taxi radio is a talk show on love.
A mid-aged woman is seeking inspirations.
Her husband is paralyzed, she needs another cock.
Her love is doomed to come to nothing.
Loveless people must be more than I dare to imagine,
Yet I am on my way through the city to fuck you.
If only one man in the world knows what happiness is,
I am that man.
Streets are empty, traffic lights flash red.
If I walk to you, it will take me three and a half hours or half a day.
If I come walking to you, happiness would become suffering.
I am on my way through the city to fuck you.
Passion radiates out of me.
I feel this winter is like spring.
Now it is deep night.
I enjoy meditating in the chilly air.
From the western ring road to the eastern ring road,
I am on my way through the city to fuck you.
On the left is the Pagoda Tree Shade Square.
It was the Youth Park.
The dry skating arena is no more—I have lived in this city for too long.
I often stroll or sit around here.
I can still hear the bustling arena of years ago.
Tonight, I passed it on my way to love my woman, to recall youth.
The coldness and darkness of the square secretly set me on fire.
The taxi is running through downtown streets.
Traffic lights make us go or stop at so many crossroads.
Now the taxi stops, now it moans;
Now it speeds, now it worms;
Now it goes smooth or it lurches from side to side.
The taxi penetrates the city, or comes to a slow start or a slow stop
I am on my way through the city to fuck you.
On the left is the Spring City Square.
On the face of this city night lights are waning.
In the darkness shady events and people haunt me.
When can I fuck you here, on the face of the city?
Your cunt is radiant like a blooming flower,
Your thighs send stars exploding,
Your hands storm through my hair,
Your waist sways like a tree.
Your buttocks surge like a fountain.
You scream, your scream rocks the moonlight.
From the western ring road to the eastern ring road,
I am on my way through the city to fuck you, darling.
If you are in the car with me,
We can reach every street in the sound of love,
Yeah, we can go through all longitude roads and latitude roads,
We can go through its old streets and its ring roads, its elevated streets.
If you are with me in the taxi, we can go past every bridge,
We go onto every bridge, and go down every bridge,
We coast on bridges and go under bridges, elevated bridges and overpasses.
If you are with me in the car, we can fuck all the way from here to Qingdao,
On the either side of the Jinan-Qingdao express, the face of desolation and death dissipates in the wind,
We swoon as the speed flies,
I shout your name in a whisper in the speeding taxi,
Your name, a secret of love, I will hide it in the sea
I am on my way through the city to fuck you.
Anxiety would poison me if it should take an hour to pass streets crowded with automobiles:
Moment of love is fleeting. I want to take you in one small step.
It is deep night now. I will be with you in half an hour.
The journey, if too long, will make me worry.
When the destination approaches, my heart throbs.
I am on my way through the city to fuck you.
On my way I see universities and colleges, banks and banks,
Security brokers and security brokers,
I see a mosque and a small-sized church,
I see movie houses and movie houses,
I see beauty salons and beauty salons—
They are all on the left side.
Also on the left are the Jumping Spring, the Daming Lake and the Liberation Tower…
They are in the darkness, quieter than history.
The taxi heads for the east, all the way to the east.
In the end, it turns right and it turns left and then it heads for the east again.
I am on my way through the city to fuck you.
I am through the cold night, the winter rain,
I am through the warm January to fuck you.
I am through your old dark life,
Through your pain, your pleasure, your tears, your desires to fuck you.
I fuck you on the chair, on the sofa, on the bed, in your music.
I fuck you in one room, two rooms, three rooms.
I fuck you in the sky.
I am on my way through the city to fuck you.
I am through your hands, your long hair and your voice.
I am through people you know or you don’t know to fuck you.
I am going through you, your youth, your teenage girl years, your baby girl years to fuck you.
Your lips are soft and sweet. Your debauch is peerless in the world.
You, oh, you!
Even if I fuck you all your life, I still want you to be mine.
From the western ring road to the eastern ring road,
From where I am to where you are,
I am on my way all the way through the city to fuck you
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