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《绿萝》(Pothos)——Mihan Han 翻译: AI
绿萝舒展开来,
沿着我的书架垂下,
描摹着那些磨损的书脊。
如同你曾轻抚
我小小的手指,
我们一起翻动书页
一同,吸收那些
我当时尚未理解的词语。
当我终于发现它们的意义。 我迷失在那些
茂盛却荒芜的风景里,
而你只是等待,
耐心照料着这株绿萝——
那些枯萎、褐色的腐烂部分,
从纠结的根系中
被果断剪除,
重新栽入新的泥土。
如今我重新出现,
看见它转向敞开的窗户,
让我想起:
一株濒死的植物,
依然可以被拯救,
在一片狂野伸展的
绿色心形叶片中重新繁盛。
Pothos by Mihan Han
July 31, 2026 ~ ONE ART
PothosThe pothos unfurls down my bookshelf tracing well-worn spines
the way you caressed my tiny fingers as we turned the pages
together, soaking up words I had yet to understand.
When I discovered their meaning, I lost myself in their overgrown yet barren landscapes,
while you waitedpatiently, tending tothis pothos
withered and brown, rot decisively cut from knottedroots, replanted in fresh soil.
I re-emerge to watch it now turn toward the open window, reminded of how
a dying plant can still be saved to flourish in a wild sprawl of green heart-shaped leaves.
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