風居住的街道

文 / 王成杰

都进城了

只剩下秋风

仿佛早年的街溜子

扯一扯树梢

掀一掀瓦片

寂寞时学老太太咳嗽

学狗子叫

听着不像汪汪

像故乡

Streets Where the Wind Loiters

by wang Chengjie

All have flowed cityward

Only the autumn wind lingers

Loitering as if the loafers of those years

Pulling at treetops

Or lifting roof tiles

When loneliness sets in

It mimics a granny’s cough

Or a dog’s bark

Yet it doesn’t sound like woof woof

It is the call of home

Tr. Ziyuzile

27/04/2026