Zai qi lu de qi dian (At the beginning of the forked road) by Hu Yian qing

在歧路的起點，夜色裡 我分別寫了 兩個描述春天的故事 一個用詩寫，一個用意志寫 用詩寫的那個寫在黑夜裡 用意志寫的那個呢，寫在燈光中 詩在年月尖刻的碎片上 用手摸索 燈光卻溫柔地包紮修補 負傷流血的手 一個說 教會透光的五彩玻璃 正晾起一片禽鳴 星期天留下的一盆花 跛行的琴音中拒絕凋落 另一個說 七十一裡女孩醉倒在地 漆黑的球場亮出許多反光的小刀 駕車的男人續講他的性電話 交通黑點追捕遷移的愛慾 詩的夜空開始剝落 露出底幕的光，破口上 裝飾的星星都驚呼起來 尷尬的左閃右避 燈暈恢殘舊了 陰霾擴大，春天流露真相 我觸摸牆上點滴冒出的錯失 走上淚水鋪成的小路 帶著從城市偷來的 要把星星吃掉的燈 但願我能走到 每個故事的終局 歧路復合為一 那邊，即使隔著春霧和夜色 隔著許多慶幸和痛悔 仍有白天如卷軸打開 說我的詩雖在黑暗裡成長 卻比意志更接近光

At the beginning of the forked road, in the night I write respectively two stories about the Spring One is written with poetry, another with will. The one that 's written in poetry is written in the dark, For the one written with will, it's in the light The poem uses its hands To touch the sharp slices of years The light gently pack up and mend the hurt bleeding hand One says The church's transparent colourful glass Shocks the birds into singing The pot of flower left on Sunday refuses to wilt in the lame walking piano sound Another says In a convenient store a girl fell drunk to the ground In the dark ball court shone many reflecting knives The driving man continued his sex phone call The trafic black spot catches the moving love and desire The night sky of poem starts to fall off showing the light of the back screen, in the damaged part, The stars for decoration all scream hiding and evading in embarassment The lights starts to get old The shade expands, The Spring shows the truth I touch the fault shown by the wall's dripping Walk on the road paved by tears Bring that stolen from the city A lamp which wants to eat the stars I wish that I could walk to The ending of every story The forked roads merges into one That side, even through the Spring mist and the night Through many relief and regret There is still the day rolling open like a scroll Say my poem though grows in dark, It's closer to the light than my will.