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◎七月的第一个清晨 文/ 申儿

新事，旧事，都是无形之物
不占据空间。来了去，一去无回
以一心之辽阔
任其千回，百转

七月的第一个清晨啊

开门不见山
是山雾太重吧。
我有船
不在乎踏入的是否
同一条河流。

我要告诉你我这里
风停了。雨息了。树静止了。

我们不说暗涌
就看表面：
衣丰食足，无忧无愁

◎ On the First Morning of July by Stretchie tr. Lush Greenness

The fresh news and the past happenings are after all invisible matters
In need of no storing spaces. They come and go, and never turn around.
The vastness of an individual heart is certain to
Allow them a hundred turns and a thousand twists.

O, the first morning of July！

I open the door and do not see the mountains
Possibly due to so heavy a mountainous fog
Since I own a boat,
I do not care whether I step into
The same part of the former river.

I just let you know all things go well right here.
The wind subsides, the rain ceases and the trees keep quietly motionless.

Let's not mention changeable undercurrents,
Only judge from the outward appearances and then conclude that
We are well-clothed, well-fed, free from care and worry.