狮的低吟，诗的回声

一个人长大，总有很多幻想和苦恼，写下来，就成了诗。下面收集的，是家里老三的诗，经常写在小纸片上，读过了，也就丢了。父母总是喜欢孩子的作品，放在一起，也许，孩子长大了，会再读一遍。

老三做事很慢，写了篇蜗牛，一半是自嘲，一半是辩解

Snail Boy

They call me snail boy 

slow minded

I am not quick to work 

I am a procrastinator,

I've been told my tactics lack tact 

It's bad,

procrastination won't hack it in the real world.

 I can hear their mocking words loudest 

when the hands of the clock open doors to sleepless hours

 those nights I taste defeat because I'm salty bitter and sour, 

but I know that this is no time to cower, 

so I retreat into my shell and bring out my superpower

The Bam!  when my mind is in the throes of woes it's a showdown smackdown 

I'mma crack down on these packages

 til the time that it takes to make them know I'm no lightweight and they back down

I'm a math whiz, I practice Efficient tactics

fact is I love crackin books I’m a fact addict 

when a month's work is due I don't panic,

 get back at it faster than Danny and his white vans vines vanished 

and as surely as finish work with proficiency, 

what they call a last minute rush is merely efficiency 

People preach procrastination as sin and I don't call them out on false Doctrine 

so when people point me out and mocking my sins 

I low key tiptoe on leather toe moccasins

I don’t fight with them because they’re right.

Getting work done early is respectable but it doesn’t make me any less of an intellectual,

Being slow simply means I have to find the shortcuts in straight lines 

and tread the fine line between dead of night and dead lines, 

I never dreaded getting metaphorically beheaded over getting better grades or having x- marked red lines, 

I never let a letter get the better of me only part of me that’s missing is a better bed time.

And they say that procrastination is appalling

But it’s more of a mollusc workaholic rest calling

Me warning myself when I’m not in tip top shape

When I’m tired of life I’m okay with sleeping half of it away

When my first world problems don’t make me feel like trying

and studying falls apart and turns into student dying

When my emotional roller coasters are engineered to keep on falling

And I’m no Lebron but I still feel like bawling

Those are days when I’m most grateful to be a snail boy

Days when I’m glad priority one is napping

Or letting my mind meditate over whatever’s been happening

Cuz procrastination means that I put myself first

And productivity isn’t problem free,

 so for better or for worse,

I’ll let my problems free 

I’ll probably regret it in the morning

But not as much as I’ll regret not listening to snail boy’s warning.

优裕和忧郁，我们都希望过上衣食无忧的优裕生活，但优裕的生活往往导致忧郁

First world problems!!!! 

This is a part of me that I don’t share with others much

Cuz I like to have my problems hide inside me but I trust

That through writing these word I can open myself up

And I think I’ve suffered in silence for long enough

Mental health is hard to talk about already

It gets harder when people call me petty

Or whiny or weak, or to man up and fight

It hurts me when they say that cuz they’re absolutely right

First world probuhlems

I got a lot of them

I don’t  complain enough 

And so I go and bottle them

Up in my body 

when I really oughta be 

Vomiting them out like it’s spaghetti that mama eats

I’m so white washed my mando is limited

And my accent makes me sound primitive

I tell my relatives ever since I’ve known them

Dui bu qi, wo bu zhi dao zhongwen （对不起，我不知道中文）

It’s so stressful when I’m posing for a photo

If I don’t got sunglasses then my eyes go

Wider til they fit the white standards cuz I don’t

Want to be the joke because my egos only so-so

Punctuality is not in my reality today

It’s a fallacy that I would rather be awake

Rest in peace to all my goals of never being late 

By morning I’ll be mourning my ability to motivate

First world probuhlems, I got a lot of them

I don’t  complain enough 

And so I go and bottle them

Up in my body 

when I really oughta be 

Vomiting them out like it’s spaghetti that mama eats

I’m a little terrified of what the future holds

Cuz I’m lazy when it comes to planning future goals

So when people ask me what do you want to do

I tell them engineer because they tell me they approve

Homework turns me into the illest of all my villains

I lie to me despising me, I say that I’ll be filling

All my worksheets out it never ends up working out

The only thing I’m fulfilling is filling my infinite will too be chilling

My internet, you can bet, is out to get me 

Contrary to Telus, the future isn’t friendly

It’s so slow my teamates think I’m going AFK

If we are treated equally, why does my wifi lag?

First world probuhlems

I got a lot of them

I don’t  complain enough 

And so I go and bottle them

Up in my body 

when I really oughta be 

Vomiting them out like it’s spaghetti that mama eats

First world probuhlems

I got a lot of them

But I also got a lot a people I can vomit on 

Thanks for hearing me puke out all my probuhlems

Rhyming rants is therapeutic those are words I promise on

这是老三用切的口吻的演讲。切有五个兄弟姐妹，也有五个孩子，也许人多的家庭，更容易走上革命之路。

The future generation has come.

未来的一代已经来临

It is up to the common people to overthrow the past and live anew

这是普通人弃旧迎新的一刻

I have seen South America’s corruption through the defeated eyes of the poor, and the suffering and oppression caused by the capitalist regimes of the US.    

从穷人哀弱的眼裡映射的是南美的腐化官僚和被美国资本主义的痛苦压榨

Through my journeys across the continent, I have been changed.

南美大陆的穿越改变了我。          

I used to think that the best way to heal wounds was through medicine.

我过去以为药可以疗伤，

To fix people’s sickness through care, to help the poor through kindness

细心照顾可以治疗病人，善心善行可以帮助穷人。

I was wrong.

可我错了。

I hopped aboard a motorcycle with my friend Alberto, wanting to simply explore, and see the world for what it was.

我和我的朋友阿伯托跃上摩托车只为探索和看一眼世界的本来面目。

There, I saw the strength of the human spirit,

loyalty and solidarity beyond anything I could’ve imagined

but what I also saw, was the shivering flesh and blood victims of capitalist exploitation.  

在那儿，我看到了人类的精神力量，难以想象的忠诚和团结，但也看到了颤抖的身躯和被资本家剥削，受害者渗出的血液。

The inescapable poverty of the common people and the disgusting wealth of the landlords. 

普通人无法逃脱的贫穷和令人憎恶地主的财富。

I couldn’t treat a child because of a lack of money.

我无奈不治疗无钱看病的孩子。

I couldn’t accept his death as an unimportant accident.

我无法接受他的死亡象轻描淡写的一个事件。

I can’t heal a dying nation because no amount of medicine can cure corruption

我回春无力，没有足够的药能治疗腐败～一个正在死亡的国家

This is why I fight.

这就是为什么我抗争

Why I let bullets fly into the nation I am so determined to save

为什么让子弹横飞在我决意要拯救的国家

As a guerrilla, some call me a cold blooded killer. I would agree with them.

作为一个游击队员，有人称我“冷血杀手＂我同意。

But to stand by as eyewitness to oppression is worse.

但袖手旁观欺压更可恶。

I will not back down when the revolution is ripe for the picking

当革命之果成熟待采，我绝不会后退

So stand up, let your voice be heard as gunfire and raise the red flag of rebellion.

起来，高举红旗，让枪代言，革命。

After all, it is better to die standing than to live on your knees  

毕竟，站着死好过屈膝活。

老三写的一首打油诗，在一次诗歌朗诵会上念过，听众笑得很开心，愿大家开心。

Dear Alfred J Gross

When you invented the walkie- talkie, the US military asked you to improve their communication systems.

Personally, I would've preferred if they asked you to improve the English Language.

Because forks would be called stabby grabbies,

burgers would be krabby patties so I would 

grab a stabby grabby to nub a krabby patty,

and the krusty krabby always has these yumy seafood dishes.

Instead of jelly fish you could eat the delishy squishy fishy,

and when you're having a moment and your body feels so sloppy

the tissue for any issue is here, but now it's called snotty scotties

and you probably named zangy tangys and laffy taffies 

but why not call tic-tacs ticky tackies

and if you got cool pants I'd say you got slicky slackies

even slicker is the cats and kit kats would be kitty katties

and obviously

backpacks would be backy packies

hackysacks would be hacky sackies

sharpies would be finey lineys

21 pilots would be finey rhymey

Shakespeare would be saddity tragedy

trains would be rickety rackety thing on a trackety

and a rich man from Iraq riding a train with a cool black pants and tic tacs and kit kats and hackysacks in his backpack would be a kitty katty, ticky tacky, hacky sacky, backy packy, rickety rackety thing on a trackety, slick black slacky, fat stack Iraqi.

Dear Alfred J. Gross,

Personally I would've preferred if they asked you to improve the English Language.

What a shame that they never saw the potential.

Because if you're into the Mario Kart, bananas wuld be slippy trippies

If you prefere elevators over stairs you would ride the niffy lifty.

Microwave informercials would say you likely like these eaty heaties.

Money would be needy greedy.

weeping willows would be griefy leafies. 

wool pajammas would be lamby jammies or softy sheepy sleepies.

Night light would be nighty lighties

Park benches would be city sitties.

Finals would be exammy cammy

Slam jam would be slammy jammy.

And if you're crying more than a weeping willow because you're in your pajamas and want to go to sleep 

but you are burning the midnight oil to study for finals so you can get a job and make money

so you won't have to sleep on a park bench, which is why slam jam exists,

you would be more weepy than a griefy leafy half asleepy in your lamby jammies 

or your sheepy sleepies cramming for exammy crammies so you get the needy greedy and not have to fall asleepy on a city sitty 

pretty much the reason that we have a slammy jammy that's so savvy.

Dear Alfred J. Gross, 

It's a shame you only named the walkie-talkie.

老三不善社交，这诗表达了他的感受。

awkward anatomy

Sorry. This is something that's wrong with me.

I don't know what to say , it's quite frightful honestly.

I'm looking in the mirror thinking what is the matter with me.

welcome, to my world of awkward anatomy.

My fingers, they just don't seem to fit in with the rest of me

I don't mind high fives, it's the hair slicks that get the best of me.

To my hands, I wish I was a bacteria, is what I'd tell em.

No more fist bump or handshake, I'd just have flagellum.

When it comes to lifting, I'm just not the keenest.

I've foreseen it, I'll lift too much and injure my tricep.

And speaking of lifting, my pick up lines are cold.

I told her dang girl to be fair, that really is a fine shoulder.

My compact compounds combine chemically.

My nerdiness is stamped on my forehead quite legibly.

Like helium, I just don't bond quite readily,

which probably explains why I don't have have any chemistry.

I put the bored in board walk it gets me down cuz it's on top of me.

If my mind crashes was cold cash, I'd have an awkward monopoly.

I understand my awkwardness down to an awkward science.

Like my vocal cords, they exhibit exquisite forms of awkward silence.

The reason I excommunicate, the very thoughts that you would make.

I don't want to be a rude dirt bag, I hide in the dirt like a rutabaga.

Gotta deal with my feelings sooner or later.

But as a chronic procrastinator, I choose later.

These feelings I fight with are always within.

Even walking up here, I feel uncomfortable in my own skin.

But when I started flowing, I know that no showing is a no no.

the show is ago

I ain't settling for so so.

It's time for my solo.

Soliloquy of lonely teen poetry only it'll end on a nice note.

So go hoist the lines cuz fire lines are my life boat.

I'm rowing it's showing no sign of land.

But I'm willing to take the chance and leave it all to  dice roll.

And when they stop rolling, what remain to be seen

is a picture perfect moment like the ending of a Disney scene.

I feel invincible, it's like I'm in a dream.

And when I mess up, I still got my boys KRISPY KREME.

Unconquerable, can't curb this courage.

Celebrate like Daniel Sturridge.

All the things that were too scary to say

are released on stage and washed away.

And I become the awkward person the next day.

There are times when I wish I could handle the social insanity,

that I was someone without an awkward anatomy.

An awkward person is not what I want to be.

But for moments like this,

I'm glad that awkward person is me. 

给我的诗  

Hey dad,

Did you know that your mind is like a black hole?

Sucking in knowledge like there's no tomorrow,

And through the matter pulled in, you use it to raise as bright a light as you can.

The intense friction created by the immense gravity is the brightest light known to man.

But the black hole itself remains invisible.

Undoubtedly, you could've risen to fame as a brilliant mind.

But you threw it all away to raise us up to be the stars that you saw in us, when 

The rest of the world only saw space dust.

With the trust that we could be big enough to hold up your hopes and dreams, 

like the beams that support us 

There's this stigma about black holes that they bring destruction. 

But you bring out life. 

Like none other, you raised a family.

And that's a courageous deed to say the least when you bring up twice the life at half the peace.

You could've had an easy life. 

You could've had a big house and a nice car.

But you chose us.

You didn't want fake bling, you wanted real stars.

And although I may not be as bright as the sun,

I'd say you raised a pretty bright son.

And with this light,

 I'll show the world, that the black holes are the brightest.

下面附上老大和老二的录像。

老二和他的工程学院的同学拍的描述他们辛苦读书和青春烦恼的故事。

优酷

http://v.youku.com/v_show/id_XMTcwMjkwOTA4MA==.html?x

YouTube

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=SK3ShhUdsiA

老大写的歌，送给我们夫妻结婚纪念日，大致翻成这样

金子般的心

不需要金子，因为我有丰富的心灵

儿时的梦想从没有变老

不需要名声，因为你知道我的名字

我们一起照的照片多漂亮啊

珍惜眼前的时光，享受流逝的岁月

悄悄地走过，让脚印消失

珍惜眼前的时光，享受流逝的岁月

追赶不上那美好的旋律，让它留下来

http://m.youku.com/video/id_XMzk3NzQ0NjU2.html?x=1&from=timeline&isappinstalled=0

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=NuQyNRKkTeQ