1、《果核里的孤儿》
因为他是孤儿，
所以他微弱地呼出了这一缕凄美，
凄美地歌吹着这叹惋残瓦颓垣的笙萧。
在他的身旁，
依然有思维着的人，
因为这些人的停留，
托举起了他曾经失落的文明。
停留者就是我们，
都是天津桥边的过客，
客居于果核的一个角落里，
品尝着他的甘甜与苦涩，
咀嚼着他五味的悠长。
似乎仍然可以依稀看到，
北邙山上未央的劬劳，
那些真正的历史书写者，
身体零落在荒草乱茔之间。
徒费了慈悲武氏的万贯妆奁，
留下的仅仅是繁华的见证，
龙门奉先寺的断臂佛尊，
却笑看了千年的风风雨雨。
不，那不仅仅是一种见证，
更是游子们的精神家园，
在这株菩提树下，
有多少男儿冲破了精神的迷雾。
不再是盛产妖女和少年的名都，
不再是独有宫阙与孤寂的京城，
因为他已成了一个孤儿，
承受的只是远远的被人观望。
他已习惯了被人观望，
独守着那份隐秘的沉默，
白马祖庭的钟声打不破他，
齐云塔下游人的喧嚷惊不乱他。
只有香山密林里的小松鼠懂他，
翠华枝头的小鸟儿懂他，
香山寺放生池里的游鱼懂他，
长眠于山林里的居士懂他。
在他的看护下，
牡丹拒绝了开放，
不阿谀权贵，
骨子里一片冰心，
可叹的只是世风的败落，
然而牡丹却没有急功近利地争宠，
恰恰只选择了沉默。
在这沉默中别去了广化寺的佛香，
西苑的翠竹，
在这沉默中远离了车马坑里的奇观，
关林庙里的碑文，
耳畔却依然有曹子建的放歌，
白乐天的吟咏。
河出图，洛出书，
这是永远割不断的精神脐带，
然而心中依旧存放着这个孤儿的身影。
离开半年以后我才知道，
我们要保存的，
是他那发着光且透着香味的内核。
果核里有一个孤儿，
他的名字叫做洛阳……
2005年1月14日于襄城县紫云斋
The Orphan in Stone（英译）
As an orphan he is,
Sorrowful and wonderful as his weak breathe
Fair-sounding songs,
Seeing spoiled tiles and ruined walls the flute sighs
Surround him,
Thinking men remain,
For their maintain,
The ever lost civilization in their palm,
We are the retainer,
As Tianjin bridge’s passers-by
A Connor in stone we lye
Taste pulp’s sweet and bitter
Chew its incessant multi-flavor
It seems still dimly be seen,
The toil on Beimang Mountain will prolong,
Those composed the true history
Body scattered in the straw and tomb among
As valuable trousseaux for merciful Empire Wu in vain,
Only the witness of prosperity remain,
The figure of Buddha with his broken arm standing,
Seeing the vicissitudes of turbulent time for thousand years
In Long Men templesneers
Nope, that’s more than a kind of testimony,
That’s rather than the spiritual paradise for tourists,
Under this umbrage of banyan,
Numerous men break through the mental dim,
No longer have the famous interests fulled of beauties and the youngsters,
No more the solitude capital with the unique palace,
He has become an orphan
Only endures the views from distant
He is used to be watched
Guards the concealed silence, alone
Tolls from Bai Ma templecannot wake him
Noises of tourists under Qiyun tower cannot terrify him
In Xiang Mountain, squirrels among the dense comprehend him,
Birds lingering on the green tree comprehend him,
In Xiangshan temple, the fish roaming in the free-pool comprehend him,
Kulapati sleeping beneath the dense crop comprehend him
With his safeguard,
The peony refused to blossom,
With her crystal heart and upright bone,
Never flatter the dignitary,
The degenerate world as an obstacle
Peony does not run for authority’s favor, never
She can only choose to keep silence
Bid farewell to the burning incense in Guanghua temple, in this silence.
The emerald green bamboo in West Park
In this silence, depart from the spectacles in the horse and carve hole
The inscription on tablet in Guan Lin temple
The poetry of Bai Juyi and The song of Caozchi
Are still lingering on ears
Paintings from yellow river as well as works from Luo city
This is the continuous mental umbilical cord,
The form of this orphan still exists at heart.
Half a year after my leaving,
I get to know what we should preserve
The shining stone with fragrance,
There is an orphan in stone
Whose name is Luoyang
……
Jan 14,2005
ZI Yun,Xiang Cheng,He Nan
