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風雨鳥, 風雨未了 A bird in the storm and the storm will never perch 風雨鳥, 風雨未了 台風過後, 滿目蒼夷, 地面勁枝嫩葉在發出最後的哀鳴; 電子媒體播送著水浸的新聞……一個男人致電電台說, 看見許多受海水倒灌而浸水的店家和人家在搶救財物, 感到心酸. 我走在泥濘的石仔路上, 這是條僻靜的後巷, 旁邊是一個墓園. 風雨仍在飄搖, 斜斜的打下來, 在伞下, 在頑抗著的小樹身上. 驀地, 我瞥見一只小鳥, 該是只麻雀吧, 立在泥水斑駁的路中央, 也許在覓食, 也許在遊戲, 也許只是在暴風雨後出來透透氣. 同時, 這只小鳥飛進了我童年中的鄉村, 在某個豪雨中或後的時刻, 一個頑冥的小女孩, 也正在拖腮凝看著與雨打天井, 雨敲瓦面, 間或, 也有一兩只無畏的鳥兒停伫或飛過… A bird in the storm and the storm will never perch The strongest typhoon ever in the past 15 years has just swept the city. Eyeful eyeful is the aftermath debris everywhere. Tree trunks and still freshly green leaves are having their last weeping on the floor. Electronic media are broadcasting news of flooding…a man called the phone-in program and said, “I feel sad seeing the shops and households fighting to rescue their belongings.” I am walking on the muddy cobble stoned alley, a quiet back alley that is adjacent to a cemetery. Rains and winds keep raving, stroking down on my umbrella and on the struggling mall trees. Suddenly, a little bird bumps into my eyesight ‒ it should be a sparrow. It’s standing on the middle of the mud-and-water way, perhaps looking for food, or having some fun, or, just refreshing itself after the suffocating storm. Simultaneously, this bird flies into my childhood village, in such a stormy or post-storm moment, a little stubborn girl, holding her cheek, is also watching the raindrops hitting on the courtyard, on the roof tiles. Occasionally, one or two birds will be stopping by or flying over her. pic. Qingming |
