作者：追光
我用带血的抹布擦了又擦，
却只把记忆擦得更浑浊。
我用积灰的扫帚扫了又扫，
却只把心头扫得更凌乱。
我本想让记忆，在历史的角落里积灰，
我本想让伤口，在洞穿的枪眼处结痂。
可每到这个特别的日子，泪水就止不住地往下流。
这痛，已积了三十七层厚，
一层一层，是民族未愈的创伤。
勇士啊，你曾为自由呐喊
英雄啊，你曾为真理献身
但这一次，你不会孤身一人
因为这个民族终将觉醒，
结痂的伤口处也会长出新肉。
只是，那旧的伤痕仍在低语
仿佛在悄悄的诉说着
对于重生的希望。
编辑：李晶 校对：冯仍 翻译：戈冰
Rebirth
By Zhui Guang(Lightseeker)
I wiped and wiped with a bloody rag,
Yet only made the memory murkier.
I swept and swept with a dusty broom,
Yet only made the heart more chaotic.
I originally wanted memory to gather dust in the corner of history,
I originally wanted the wound to scab over at the pierced bullet hole.
Yet whenever this special day arrives, tears flow uncontrollably.
This pain has accumulated thirty-seven layers deep,
Layer upon layer, it is the unhealed trauma of the nation.
O warrior, you once cried out for freedom;
O hero, you once sacrificed your life for truth.
But this time, you will not be alone,
Because this nation will eventually awaken,
And new flesh will grow where the wound scabbed over.
Only, those old scars are still whispering,
As if quietly expressing
The hope for rebirth.
Edited: Li Jing Proofread: Feng Reng Translated: Ge Bing
