Who Says April Is The Cruellest Month!

April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain.
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I said it should be March. March is the tail of the harsh winter, with heavy snow. The gray road, the lively footprints left on the sidewalk in the dark night, can not warm the mood of passers-by. March gave hope again. Look at the thin layers of ice on the lake. Look at the young grass you are eager to try. You see the wind plucking on the concrete floor, a little sweet, but with the dust and the chill, blowing your skirt, you smile a little from the bottom of your heart, the brow is still not stretched.

April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers.

Thomas Steams Eliot

In my March, there is always a story. Inadvertent appearance, brewing.

I started the cherry blossoms in March and April, I imagined the beaches and surfers of men and women in May, and the hands of lovers who were wet and sweaty in June. I love the sunshine of March. Even in the forests of the windy winds, looking up through the sparse leaves, I can still see the blue sky and the warm sun. I wore comfortable running shoes, sweating on my forehead, and screaming at me with a lame slap in the face. I wandered into the bushes and ticking my heartbeat. I hid it, but I clearly felt the boiling energy that I could not hide. I accelerated through a gate that was about to close, and I was both surprised and happy, but I was surprised and could not escape anything.

Inadvertently appearing, brewing, and decisively leaving.

March is so fragile.

A belief that was delivered to the palm of your hand, but slipped away through the fingers. A snow has changed, but no grass sprouts. I have no specific action, I want to cry and want to laugh, I want to anger and want to complain, but I have to bow my head, because my heart still lives in the winter. You are wearing a black woolen coat, sitting in the sunshine under the curtains, are you not hot? Maybe you are cold. The face is hot. I want to laugh with you, but that is the smile in the cage, because my heart has not recovered, my person is a candle standing in front of the Buddha, I burn, but restraint.

Those words, those symbols, those side faces and light and shadow, I love, but I dare not approach. I held my mobile phone screen, my arms were cold, my fingertips were numb, and my lips were sweet. But entanglement is impatient, your jokes and seriousness are detached. I don’t understand but I don’t want to go away. I want to take a walk, the sky is still hot, the air is still moving. You are not coming. What do you say, no matter what the conditions, you will not come. you’re home.

I don’t like your play. Maybe you are acting really, but I am really not happy.

In March, I wanted to go against the wind and stay in the cold winter. I took my own pagoda and stepped up the steps step by step. When I was hot, I waited, and I was cool. A cup of two cups and three cups, or coffee. I have always had the cherry blossoms of June and the sticky evening wind in my heart. I am not greedy for love. Not afraid of contempt. I don’t want to have extra emotions, like fish in ice water. What am I afraid of?

I want to walk in the forest, naked, dragging ice. That is the poem in the movie. Another drizzle at dusk, and the sunset that is still incomplete, can’t make me sad. A little regret is a little uneasy, a little afraid of letting down, but if it is possible to bring harm, then I would rather turn a blind eye. It’s still a smile.

Chinese version below


以下中文原文

谁说四月最残忍?

我说应是三月。三月是严冬的尾巴,夹着厚重的雪。灰白的路,暗夜里人行道上留下的热闹脚印,却无法温暖路人的心境。三月却又给人希望。你看湖上稀薄的冰层,你看跃跃欲试的嫩草。你看水泥地上掠过来的风,有点甜,却又伴着灰尘带着寒意,吹起你的裙角,你从心底漾起一点笑意,眉头仍旧不得舒展。

April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers.

Thomas Steams Eliot

我的三月,总是有故事发生。漫不经心的出现,酝酿。

我开始在三月憧憬四月的樱花,想象五月的海滩和冲浪的男男女女,还有六月热风里湿了汗却紧握在一起的恋人的双手。我热爱三月的阳光,即使在阴风阵阵的森林,抬头透过稀疏的树叶,我仍能看见湛蓝的天和温暖的太阳。我穿着舒适的跑鞋,额头冒着汗,不远处一条瘸腿的法斗气势汹汹地吼我。我绕进灌木丛,心跳滴答滴答。我躲着它,却分明感受到自己藏不住的沸腾的能量。我加速穿过一道即将关闭的大门,既惊又喜,然而我诧异,什么也逃不脱。

漫不经心的出现,酝酿,决绝地离开。

三月是如此脆弱。

一场交付到手掌的信念,却透过指缝,悄悄溜走了。一场雪化了,却不见小草萌芽。我没有具体的行动,我想哭想笑,想要嗔怒想要抱怨,可是我都低头忍住,因为我的心还生活在冬季。你穿着黑色的毛呢大衣,坐在窗帘下的阳光里,你不热吗?也许你属寒。脸热。我想同你笑,可那是牢笼里的笑容,因为我的心还未复苏,我的人是立在佛前的蜡烛,我燃烧,却克制。

那些文字,那些符号,那些侧脸和光影,我爱,却不敢靠近。我举着手机屏幕,胳膊都凉了,指尖也麻木了,我的嘴唇却是甜蜜的。但是纠缠让人不耐烦,你的玩笑和认真若即若离。我看不懂却不愿走开。我想散步,趁着天还热,空气还在律动。你却不来。你说什么,无论什么时候任何条件,你都不来。你到家了。

你这场戏,我不喜欢。也许你演的是真心,但我确实不开心了。

三月,我却想逆风而行,留在寒冬。我护着自己的宝塔,一步一步走上台阶,热了就再等等,凉凉。一杯两杯三杯,还是咖啡。我心底始终装着六月的樱花和粘腻的晚风。我不贪恋热爱。不害怕鄙视。我不希望自己有多余的情绪,就像冰水里的鱼。我有什么好怕?

我想要在森林里,光着身子,拖着冰块行走。那是电影里的诗。再来一个细雨黄昏,再残缺的夕阳,也不能让我伤怀。有一点遗憾一点不安,一点害怕辜负,但若可能带来伤害,那我宁愿视而不见。碰面仍是笑魇。

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