译着玩。水平实在有限。献拙。
枯叶之影
溪山
The Shadows of Withered Leaves
by Xishan
春天树上冒出的嫩绿惹人怜爱，那是冬之后的新生。
夏天树如华盖，阳光透过浓亮的绿叶的罅隙，洒下的树影摇摇曳曳。
秋叶如花，或红，或黄，或棕，燃烧生命最后的华丽。
起风时，落叶纷纷，如音符起起落落， 是骊歌，抑或是不羁之曲。
这时眼若追随一片落叶，总会惊诧她精灵般飘飞无定的轨迹。laws of chance 无所不在。
The tender green of new buds bursts forth in spring is adorable like a baby, announcing the new birth after a bleak winter of muted colors.
Summer trees are parasols. Sunlight filters through bright verdant leaves, tossing patches of dancing shadows on the ground.
The autumn leaves are flaming flowers, red, yellow, and brown, igniting beauty of the finale of life.
Leaves go down in autumn wind. Like musical notes rising and falling, they sing a parting song, or perhaps a song of freedom.
If your eyes follow a leaf's descent, you will certainly marvel at its path of an unpredictable fairy. Laws of chance are everywhere.
曾以为叶之美止于秋之绚烂。
I once believed the beauty of the foliage ended at its fleeting autumn splendor.
Lockdown 少不得天天走路，不去山野窄径，只在自家门口转悠。
有时仰头看树。小鸟在繁叶落去的枝头啄食红红的小果子，多悠闲呀。
有时停下脚步，看满地的落叶。
那些棕色的橡树叶，半枯半干，皮手套般， 真如 Robert Frost 诗中所言，“fit the earth like a leather glove ”。
Thanks to lockdown, I am only free to stroll in my neighborhood every day, though I ache to step on the narrow trails of the woods to breathe the fragrant nature.
Sometimes I look up at the trees that have lost their dense leaves. On the gently bouncing twigs, worry-free warblers peck at small red berries. If I were a bird....
Other times I stop my feet to observe the fallen leaves strewn all over the sidewalk.
Those big brown oak leaves, half withered, look just like leather gloves as Robert Frost wrote:
"The same leaves over and over again!
They fall from giving shade above
To make one texture of faded brown
And fit the earth like a leather glove. "
比落叶的轨迹更令我惊奇的，是落叶的影子。
But what amazes me more than the trajectory of a fallen leaf is its shadow.
一片小小的卷曲的白桦叶，弱弱的淡黄色，影子却极别致。细细的梗托着扁圆的枯荷。
"秋阴不散霜飞晚，留得枯荷听雨声。" 你听那滴答滴答的声响。。。。。。
On the pavement curls a tiny birch leaf, pale yellow.
Its shadow is exquisitely unique --- a delicate stem propping up a withered lotus pad that is squashed round.
“The lingering gloomy autumn makes frost fall late; wilted lotus leaves are to catch the sound of raindrops.” Do you hear it? Drip drop, drip drop....
那一片水分尚未逃逸叶脉分明的广玉兰落叶，椭圆形，影子却有M状的山形。若在另侧看，便如山在水中的倒影。
不远处，另一片叶子，影子像是船帆。脚下的水泥地，仿佛将要波影荡漾。
A fallen magnolia leaf with veins clear and intact. The moisture has not completely evaporated yet.
Its wavy oblong shape somehow casts a shadow of an M-shaped mountain.
If seen from the opposite side, the mountain turns upside down, like a reflection in a river.
Not far from it flutters a press of sail, a shadow of another leaf.
The asphalt pavement beneath my feet is turning into an undulating river, its ripples lapping against a little sail boat.
这片从树上飘落的绿色悬铃木，叶子边缘呈锯齿形。中部顶端贴地，两侧及叶柄上翘，影子恰如蝴蝶的双翼。
微风吹来，叶子贴着地面窸窣移动，忽上忽下，逐叶而行的影子便愈加若振翅欲飞的蝶了。只是缺了绚丽的色彩。
A fallen leaf off a plane tree. Still fresh green with saw-toothed edge.
With its top middle touching the cement, the two sides and the stem tilting upward, it casts a shadow resembling the wings of a butterfly.
When a breeze blows, the leaf drifts and rustles on the ground. As it ruffles up and down like a wavelet, its pursuing shadow appears more like a wing-flapping butterfly sans the gaudy hues.
时辰不同，光照角度不同，便是同一片叶子，影子也是另般模样。
叶片虽薄，却凸凹不平，光影便随想象幻化成各种形状。
光是奇妙的画师。难怪莫奈将同一座 Rouen Cathedral 鲁昂大教堂画了三十余幅，只为捕捉光影变幻的刹那。
From sunup to sundown, the angle of the sunlight changes throughout the day.
Even for the same leaf, its shadow appears differently at varied moment.
Though a leaf itself is quite thin, its surface is rather uneven, and its shadow can transform into many imaginary shapes.
Light is a magical painter. Monet painted over thirty paintings of the same Rouen Cathedral, just to capture the fleeting moment of light and shadow.
"Before the leaves can mount again
To fill the trees with another shade,
They must go down past things coming up.
They must go down into the dark decayed. "
是的，如Robert Frost 所写，在下一个春
天来临之前，落叶必须腐烂。但化作泥土之前，枯叶之影依然变幻多姿。
没有旅游的自由，看看叶影也很有趣。
Indeed, as Robert Frost wrote, the fallen leaves must decay.
But before returning to earth, they still offer a splendid sight of ever-changing shadows.
Forget about traveling. Shadows of leaves are just as fun to watch. Besides, they are just beyond the doorstep.
