作者简介:
九毛,本名韦石明,瑶族,广西上林县人。广东省散文诗学会会员、广东肇庆市封开县作家协会、摄影协会会员,新华社优秀签约摄影师。
/About the author: Jiumao, originally named Wei Shiming, Yao nationality, born in Shanglin County, Guangxi Province. He is a member of Guangdong Prose Poetry Association, Fengkai County Writers Association and Photography Association of Zhaoqing City, Guangdong Province, and an excellent contracted photographer of Xinhua news agency.
母亲
作者/九毛(中国广东肇庆)
Mother
By Jiu Mao (Zhaoqing, Guangdong, China)
1)
想起母亲,跟一个节日无关。
/Think of your mother. It's not about a holiday.
母亲的牵挂,却与智能手机的功用有关。
/Mother's concern is related to the function of smart phones.
我,是母亲褶皱的指下一个按键。
/I am the next button of my mother's wrinkled finger.
2)
离开河堤时,晚霞缓缓落下,夜色刚好。
/When leaving the river bank, the sunset slowly falls, and the night is just right.
一轮圆月与日落反方向升起。
/A full moon rises against the setting sun.
天边。善变的云彩,如一群迁徙的鱼儿,漫无目的地游走。
/horizon. Fickle clouds, like a group of migrating fish, wander aimlessly.
我是一颗走不远的孤星。
/I'm a lonely star not far away.
母亲的眸光再遥不可及,依然能望见光亮微弱的我。
/My mother's eyes are so far away that I can still see the bright and weak me.
3)
习惯了,叼着一根烟在走。
/I'm used to it. I'm walking with a cigarette in my mouth.
烟雾吹皱了月亮的心事。
/The smoke ruffled the moon's mind.
母亲的故乡和故乡的母亲,都虚幻成像。
/Mother's hometown and mother's hometown are illusory.
4)
行走的船没有飘扬的帆。船头的雾灯,闪亮。
/The walking ship has no sails. Fog lights on the bow, shining.
岸边的灯塔,风化,守望。
/Lighthouse on the bank, weathered and watched.
我知道,母亲也在守候一个暮归的身影。
/I know that my mother is also waiting for a figure returning at dusk.
5)
孤独的养老院。
/A lonely nursing home.
隐忍的梵音拷打一片落叶。
/Forbearing Sanskrit tortured a fallen leaf.
一串豢养的儿歌响起:世上只有妈妈好。
/A string of nursery rhymes sounded: only mother is good in the world.
突然,风很静。
/Suddenly, the wind was quiet.
月色,天空,星光,竟都如此的静好。
/The moon, the sky and the stars are so quiet.
6)
我也错按了母亲的视频。
/I also mistakenly clicked on my mother's video.
一抹笑声如点点星光,素淡的暖意,素色的欢愉。
/A touch of laughter is like a little bit of starlight, plain warmth, plain joy.
母亲拨弄着头发说,你看,越来越黑。
/Mother fiddled with her hair and said, "look, it's getting darker and darker.".
我笑。
/I laugh.
屏幕为镜,看见自己也双鬓斑白。
/The screen is a mirror, and I can see my temples are white.
7)
愿意从一朵花开出发,期待一片海花的再现。
/Willing to start from a flower, looking forward to the reappearance of a sea flower.
那把满是盐味的蒲扇摇出初夏咸淡不一的体温。
/That fan full of salt shakes the temperature of different saltiness in early summer.
流浪的小猫也知道,有妈妈的今生,永远是四月天。
/Stray kittens also know that this life with a mother is always April.
8)
当烟头灼伤手指头,才发现自己在母亲的怀里沉睡多时。
/When the cigarette burns his fingers, he finds himself sleeping in his mother's arms for a long time.
没有帆的船儿,读懂了月亮的心事。
/The boat without sails can understand the mind of the moon.
炊烟和乡音,也是母爱的一种符号。
/Chuyan and Xiangyin are also symbols of maternal love.
候鸟,无法对游子解释的是——/Migratory birds, what can't explain to the tourists——
那间老屋,那位老人,那排老牙掉光了……
/That old house, that old man, that row of old teeth has fallen out……
( 2020-05-10)
注:图片来自网络。