沙中记忆

（时间是高三语文课 动机是刚好看见一篇纪念D日的文章 然后一节课过去了⋯⋯）
      微凉的晨露，
      沾湿褶皱的梦，
      依旧守候那天空的寂寞，
      只孤独的清月。
 
      渐息的潮水，
      轻抚残破的城堡，
      无奈冰冷的白月光，
      无情地，任影子占领城堡……
 
      城堡在旷野中成长，
      百年之后老成一段废墟，
      那段故事无从考证，
      我却在沙丘驻足，
      黑色的影令无言的城堡窒息。
      岁月漫不经心，
      不知风浪可否铸造，
      ——逝去的记忆……
 
      倘若时光静止，
      人则会流逝，
      或许时光能包容一切，
      却不愿带走那沉重的影
      原来他也如此狭隘，
      不肯原谅——
      无法自视的我。
 
      沧海以桑田为帜， ，
      指挥着人生对于时光的流逝。
                          
      庄严而肃穆的占领，
      是白月光的高高在上。
 
      只将沙中记忆，
      在不断地坍塌中重塑与堆积……
  
（接着转到大三下 以下是弗州的Leila的友情翻译 本来说她会来中国念书 然后就没了下文⋯⋯）
Memories In Sand
cool morning dew
moistened that folded dream
keeping watch in the lonely sky
a clear lonesome moon
gradually calming tidewater
gently touched that ramshackle castle
the cold white moonbeam
ruthlessly consented shadow over the castle...
castle grew in the wildness
turned to ruins in a hundred years
no record kept for the story
but i stood up in the sand dune
black shadow stifled the hushed castle
time flew by carelessly
who could tell if the blowing wind would restore
all the memories lost...
if only time could be at a standstill
people would elapse with the passage of time
if time could forgive everything
but not removing that grave shadow
it was just narrow-minded
reluctant to tolerate--
a despicable me.
the deep ocean ran through the lush field
maneuvering life with the passing of time
solemnly taken up
the white moonbeam from high above...
let the memories in the sand
mound up the endless rumbling ruins