《向隅怒放》

孤傲的花朵开在最偏僻的角落
如果我们注定牺牲在那张床上

娇嫩的食指扣不动生了锈的忧愁
羞涩的阴茎顶不住躺着水的空虚

芊芊，谁会关心谁要去什么地方
芊芊，酒杯里还冒着昨夜的梦想

墨笛

Aloof flowers open in the most remotest corners
If we are destined to sacrifice in the bed
Delicate index finger can not  buckle  the rusty  of sorrow
The timid dick cannot bear the hollowness  of water
Qianqian, who cares where to go ?
Qianqian, last night’s dream still exists in the goblit
BIOSSOM IN THE CORNER/Mo di  Translator/Weifeng Sun

（翻译/孙伟峰）