给大家看一首小沙写的诗以作酬谢。这是他去年去Mount Rainier玩后写的(就是我写的西北游三部曲同时)

Where Names Vanish Above the line of trees,

flowers bloom from a jumble of gravel,

lichen paints the stones vivid colors,

I watch a patch of snow become furry,

grow legs and walk.

I scramble along the rocky slope

in pursuit. I bend to the earth

where its hooves dug into mud,

inhale the odor of animal.

At the edge of a cliff I sit a moment,

tossing rocks off into the fog,

mist paints my flannel shirt white,

my breath blows in puffs, thins,

vanishes.

Soon, I'm hiking the trail

down into the forest, then

I'm in a car speeding along a narrow road,

the radio broadcasting news.

And when you pick up the map, point

to a line winding up a mountain, ask,

What's this trail like? I pause,

return to that place in the fog.

My mind scrambles for words -

those blunt instruments

that carve primitive statues

among the nameless stones

of thought.

The word rides my breath,

dissolves into air, vanishes

like a stone thrown into a cloud.

（翻译）路边翻译丙

遥望山前失柳暗

碎石丛里映花明

飞雪如鸿曼飞舞

小沙悠然自踏青

登高凭栏拾阶上

软泥青荇味痕轻

斜倚危岩小憩罢

点点尘灰染繁星

寻径林中行渐远

斜路尤闻天籁声

按图借问曾何往？

翻身再觅仙境踪

感夫此情曾何在

携手老沙入梦萦

一曲难歌少年趣

余音试问绕梁声