24節氣之大暑--月光下的蓮

天帶者盛夏的傲氣

一頭扎進地的懷裏。

大地懷胎十月的身軀，

臃腫，顫悠，如九旬老嫗。

寶寶們一閃一閃的妖冶之光，

照亮了腐草鑄就的新房。

煩了,老天開始慵懶地淋浴，

並排的確是那個紅杉翠蓋的玉女。

靜靜地，悠悠地，數者自己的頭髮，

對者綠茵茵的華蓋發嗲。

炎熱象毫不留情的歲月，

一爪一爪撓去花兒的光鮮。

動極思靜的蓮進入冥想的境界，

期待，銀色光影裏的追波逐月。

 

Great heat—

the heaven is full of heat with pride plunging into the heart of earth.

The body of earth looks nine months of pregnancy, bloated, trembling, as ninety year old woman.

The fireflies transparent themselves with lights of flirtation,

Illuminating the house of decaying vegetation.

Annoyed, god starts to arrange her lazily shower,

Shoulder by shoulder is the lady with pink headpiece and skirt made of emerald.

Quietly, leisurely, the lady is counting her smooth tassel-like hair,

Talking sweet, talking tender to the lavish green everywhere.

The heat is like ruthless time,

Second by second scratch off the freshness of flower with no explanation of why.

Her lotus goddess immerses in the momentary realm of meditation under the great heat.

Closing eyes with expectation,

She sees silver lights over the ripples of the pond shed by the tranquil moon of night.