《秋   窗》
文/周建好  

那些沙沙的响声
不是枯叶发出的
是秋天在喊痛
偌大的秋天
都想挤进房间
被我打开的窗户卡住
不被挤痛才怪

Autumn Window
By Zhou Jianhao

Those soughings
are not issuing from dead leaves
but cries of pain of autumn
Such a big autumn
is trying to squeeze all herself into the room
only to be
stuck by the window I left ajar
It is no wonder that she has been painfully squeezed

Translated by Ni Qinghang

《风过无痕》
文/周建好  

母亲从凌乱的白发上
捋下一把秋风
摔在院子里
依旧忙着手中的活计
好像没有风吹过
可院子里的一树银杏叶
像是千百只金黄的蝴蝶
围着母亲飞翔

Traceless in the Wake of Wind
By Zhou Jianhao

Having taken a handful of autumn wind from her
unkempt white hair
and smashed it
onto the yard
Mother is still busy with the work in hand
It seems as if there was no wind blowing
But the leaves from a ginkgo in the yard
like thousands of golden butterflies
are fluttering around Mother

Translated by Ni Qinghang