<p class="ql-block">The comming spring</p><p class="ql-block">(2026-2-6 sudezhong)</p> <p class="ql-block">推薦語（中文）</p><p class="ql-block">《即將到來的春天》以極簡(jiǎn)的語言與緩慢的節(jié)奏，描繪城市夜晚與一棵冬日綠樹之間的靜默對(duì)話。重復(fù)與停頓構(gòu)成時(shí)間的呼吸，使“尚未到來”的春天成為一種內(nèi)在經(jīng)驗(yàn)，而非外在事件。這是一篇在靜觀之中發(fā)光的作品。</p><p class="ql-block">Recommendation Line （English）</p><p class="ql-block">The Approaching Spring unfolds through minimal language and a measured rhythm, portraying a silent dialogue between a winter city and a solitary green tree. Repetition and pause become the breathing of time, transforming an “unarrived” spring into an inner experience rather than an external event — a quietly luminous piece of contemplative prose.</p> <p class="ql-block">立春了。春天算是來了嗎？</p><p class="ql-block">今天好像降溫了。春天沒有來。</p><p class="ql-block">而且，傍晚下起了雨。</p><p class="ql-block">從窗外望出去，看著天色慢慢變黑，眼前高樓一扇一扇的窗，陸續(xù)亮了燈，街燈也亮了。路上的車流是流動(dòng)的燈河。</p><p class="ql-block">這風(fēng)景與昨天一樣。與前天也一樣。</p><p class="ql-block">只是今天更冷。</p><p class="ql-block">安靜。每天都安靜。今天也安靜。</p><p class="ql-block">哪怕有酒吧的歌聲，有閃爍的霓虹燈下人群的喧鬧，有飛馳的汽車壓過路面的聲音……至少讓人感到這個(gè)城市還活著。</p><p class="ql-block">即使喧囂和誘惑讓都市的靈魂沉淪了，至少表明它還活著。</p><p class="ql-block">然而，寂靜籠罩著夜晚的空氣。</p><p class="ql-block">城市還沒有醒嗎？</p><p class="ql-block">天更黑了。眼前高樓一扇一扇的窗亮著燈，還有街燈。路上的車流是流動(dòng)的燈河。</p><p class="ql-block">窗外有一棵樹。窗外一棵樹在雨中。</p><p class="ql-block">一棵很大很大的樹，是一棵在冬天的綠樹。</p><p class="ql-block">樹上的綠葉在雨中舞動(dòng)，很高興和歡快的樣子。她也在等待春天，等待暖風(fēng)召喚新生命的枝葉，等待每一片葉子上充滿了生命的汁液。仿佛已經(jīng)提前聽見暖風(fēng)的腳步聲，她滿心懷著希望。</p><p class="ql-block">于是，當(dāng)微風(fēng)拂過，她就簌簌地笑了。那笑聲好像是無形的果實(shí)，一粒粒抖落下來，飄在空中，撒滿地面。</p><p class="ql-block">樹矗立在那里，綠葉很濃。樹很大，像一個(gè)巨人，像都市的精靈。</p><p class="ql-block">她笑了，她知道春天要來了。她以深沉的眼睛，凝視著她蔭覆下的市街——</p><p class="ql-block">夜色下的市街，高樓一扇一扇的窗亮著燈，還有街燈。路上的車流是流動(dòng)的燈河。</p><p class="ql-block">是寒冷而又寂靜的雨夜。</p><p class="ql-block">卻有希望的眼睛和歡快的笑聲——</p><p class="ql-block">是舞動(dòng)的綠葉。</p><p class="ql-block">是她把生命與笑，感染于她廣大的周際。</p><p class="ql-block">在雨中的冬夜，我看窗外，我看到一片春天。</p><p class="ql-block">一片還沒有到來的春天。</p><p class="ql-block">一片即將到來的春天。</p><p class="ql-block">（全文完。英譯在下一段。2026-2-6）</p> <p class="ql-block">The Coming Spring</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Beginning of Spring has arrived. Has spring truly come?</p><p class="ql-block">Today feels colder. Spring has not come.</p><p class="ql-block">And by evening, rain began to fall.</p><p class="ql-block">Looking out the window, I watch the sky slowly darken. One by one, windows in the tall buildings before me light up; the streetlights glow as well. The traffic on the road becomes a flowing river of lights.</p><p class="ql-block">This scene is the same as yesterday. The same as the day before.</p><p class="ql-block">Only colder today.</p><p class="ql-block">Quiet. Every day is quiet. Today is quiet too.</p><p class="ql-block">Even with songs from bars, the bustle of crowds beneath flickering neon lights, and the sound of speeding cars pressing over the pavement… at least they make one feel that this city is still alive.</p><p class="ql-block">Even if noise and temptation cause the soul of the city to sink into itself, they still prove that it lives.</p><p class="ql-block">Yet silence settles over the night air.</p><p class="ql-block">Has the city not awakened?</p><p class="ql-block">The sky grows darker. Windows in the tall buildings glow one by one, together with the streetlights. The traffic on the road is a flowing river of lights.</p><p class="ql-block">Outside the window there is a tree —— a tree standing in the rain.</p><p class="ql-block">A very large tree, a green tree in winter.</p><p class="ql-block">Its green leaves dance in the rain, joyful and lighthearted. It too waits for spring, waits for the warm wind that will summon new branches and leaves, waits for every leaf to fill with the sap of life. As if it has already heard the footsteps of the warm wind, it holds hope in its heart.</p><p class="ql-block">So when a breeze passes, it rustles with laughter. That laughter is like invisible fruit, shaking loose one by one, drifting through the air, scattering across the ground.</p><p class="ql-block">The tree stands there, dense with green leaves. Large like a giant, like a spirit of the city.</p><p class="ql-block">It laughs. It knows spring is coming. With deep eyes, it gazes at the streets beneath its shade ——</p><p class="ql-block">The streets under the night: windows glowing one by one, streetlights shining, the traffic flowing like a river of light.</p><p class="ql-block">A cold and silent rainy night.</p><p class="ql-block">Yet there are eyes full of hope, and laughter full of joy ——</p><p class="ql-block">the dancing green leaves.</p><p class="ql-block">It is she who spreads life and laughter through her wide surroundings.</p><p class="ql-block">On this winter night in the rain, I look out the . I see a piece of spring.</p><p class="ql-block">A spring that has not yet arrived.</p><p class="ql-block">A spring that is about to come.</p>