8.匆匆（1061）

8.匆匆

1．燕子去了，有再来的时候；杨柳枯了，有再青的时候；桃花谢了，有再开的时候。

2．但是，聪明的，你告诉我，我们的日子为什么一去不复返呢？

3．——是有人偷了他们吧：那是谁？

4．又藏在何处呢？

5．是他们自己逃走了吧：现在又到了哪里呢？

6．我不知道他们给了我多少日子；但我的手确乎是渐渐空虚了。

7．在默默里算着，八千多日子已经从我手中溜去，像针尖上一滴水滴在大海里，我的日子滴在时间的流里，没有声音，也没有影子。

8．我不禁头涔涔而泪潸潸了。

9．去的尽管去了，来的尽管来着，去来的中间，又怎样地匆匆呢？

10．早上我起来的时候，小屋里射进两三方斜斜的太阳。

11．太阳他有脚啊，轻轻悄悄地挪移了；我也茫茫然跟着旋转。

12．于是——洗手的时候，日子从水盆里过去；吃饭的时候，日子从饭碗里过去；默默时，便从凝然的双眼前过去。

13．我觉察他去的匆匆了，伸出手遮挽时，他又从遮挽着的手边过去，天黑时，我躺在床上，他便伶伶俐俐地从我身上跨过，从我脚边飞去了。

14．等我睁开眼和太阳再见，这算又溜走了一日。

15．我掩着面叹息。

16．但是新来的日子的影儿又开始在叹息里闪过了。

17．在逃去如飞的日子里，在千门万户的世界里的我能做些什么呢？

18．只有徘徊罢了，只有匆匆罢了。

19．在八千多日的匆匆里，除徘徊外，又剩些什么呢？

20．过去的日子如轻烟，被微风吹散了，如薄雾，被初阳蒸融了。

21．我留着些什么痕迹呢？

22．我何曾留着像游丝样的痕迹呢？

23．我赤裸裸来到这世界，转眼间也将赤裸裸地回去吧？

24．但不能平的，为什么偏要白白走这一遭啊？

25．你聪明的，告诉我，我们的日子为什么一去不复返呢？

Hasty

1. The swallow has gone, but there will be times when it comes back; the willows have withered, but there will be times when they turn green again; the peach blossoms have fallen, but there will be times when they bloom again.

2. But, clever one, tell me, why do our days go by never to return?

3. — Has someone stolen them: who is it?

4. And where are they hidden?

5. Have they run away by themselves: where are they now?

6. I don't know how many days they have given me; but my hands are indeed gradually becoming empty.

7. Silently counting, more than eight thousand days have slipped away from my hands, like a drop of water on the tip of a needle falling into the sea. My days drip into the flow of time, without a sound, without a shadow.

8. I can't help but feel a heavy heart and tears streaming down.

9. The gone days have gone, the coming days are coming, and in between, how hasty it is!

10. When I get up in the morning, two or three slanted sunbeams shoot into the small room.

11. The sun has feet, it quietly and gently moves; I also follow it unknowingly.

12. So — when washing hands, the days pass through the basin; when eating, the days pass through the bowl; in silence, they pass in front of the still eyes.

13. I noticed its haste, when I reached out to block it, it passed by the blocking hands; at nightfall, when I lie in bed, it swiftly crosses over me, flying away from my feet.

14. When I open my eyes and see the sun again, another day has slipped away.

15. I cover my face and sigh.

16. But the shadow of the new coming day begins to flicker again in the sigh.

17. In the days flying away like this, what can I do in the world with thousands of doors and millions of houses?

18. Only wander, only hastily.

19. In the more than eight thousand days of haste, besides wandering, what is left?

20. The past days are like light smoke, blown away by a breeze, like thin fog, evaporated by the early sun.

21. What traces have I left?

22. What traces have I ever left like floating threads?

23. I came to this world naked, and in the blink of an eye, I will return naked.

24. But why should it be in vain, why must I go through this in vain?

25. Clever one, tell me, why do our days go by never to return?