- Source: Internet
- Author: Zheng Xiaoqiong
- Time: 2025-04-07
- Visits: 61
Pain
Zheng Xiaoqiong
I've always been wondering what on earth has led me
To come here from a thousand miles away.
Is it the winds near the ocean?
The twelve - hour work in the garment factory?
The few thin banknotes on the 25th of each month?
I can't think of anything else
That could make me carry my fate and rush about in this tiny village.
Its prosperity belongs to others.
Its factories, streets, clothes, and shops belong to others.
Its spring belongs to others.
Only my gaunt shadow is mine.
To come here from a thousand miles away.
Is it the winds near the ocean?
The twelve - hour work in the garment factory?
The few thin banknotes on the 25th of each month?
I can't think of anything else
That could make me carry my fate and rush about in this tiny village.
Its prosperity belongs to others.
Its factories, streets, clothes, and shops belong to others.
Its spring belongs to others.
Only my gaunt shadow is mine.
It's been over two years.
I still haven't found a reason to stay here.
So every day, I'm immersed in the memories of eastern Sichuan.
There's a small hospital there.
It's where I spent four years of my time.
There's a dimly - lit lamp there.
It will light up my way home.
I still haven't found a reason to stay here.
So every day, I'm immersed in the memories of eastern Sichuan.
There's a small hospital there.
It's where I spent four years of my time.
There's a dimly - lit lamp there.
It will light up my way home.