Cloud & Water
LANMENGJIE · POEMS
Someone stopped. And there, a poem was born.
Each poem grows from a moment of pause.
By insea.
All
Loss
Relationship
Self
剪刀 / Scissors
The Loss Series #1
阳台上的枯叶被修剪，
咔哒声，惊动了旧时空。
那细碎的声响，
像极了你留在厨房的叮嘱，
在午后阳光里，重新响起。
Pruning the withered leaves on the balcony,
The "click" sounds stir up the old time.
Those delicate, fragmented sounds,
Are just like your instructions left in the kitchen,
Resounding once more in the afternoon sun.
Scene: Loss · Color: Pale Blue
缝隙 / The Gap
Relationship Series #1
我们并排坐着，
肩膀之间留着一条狭窄的缝隙。
那里并没有风，
却刚好可以容纳一整晚，
我们谁也不敢开口的沉默。
We sit side by side,
With a narrow gap between our shoulders.
There is no wind there,
Yet it is enough to hold a whole night,
Of silence that neither of us dares to break.
Scene: Relationship · Color: Warm Gold
剧本 / The Script
Self Series #1
我花去了漫长的岁月，
才终于学会不再做别人眼里，
那片被整齐修剪的草坪。
从此我卸下讨好的微笑，
合上了那些，为了合群而强行背诵的剧本。
I spent long years,
To finally learn not to be, in others' eyes,
That neatly trimmed lawn.
From now on I remove the pleasing smile,
And close those scripts forcibly memorized just to fit in.
Scene: Self · Color: Fog