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夢境中無聲的邂逅
彷彿詮釋山崗的陳年故事
在繽紛燦爛的晚霞餘暉當中
只有沉默散發新鮮的氣息

旅人坐臥在北國的草坪
費心凝視遠方的天際
忽然背後傳來輕巧得跫音
思索莫非是調皮的精靈

一串寂靜的回音蕩漾
不斷在山坡上迴旋流竄
似乎輕聲訴說那一段掌故
然而在聆聽的剎那間悄然褪逝

夢境也許無須以話語傳遞
邂逅之後在別離的那一刻
彷彿有淡淡的甜蜜情愫滑過
隱約在虛擬的情境中吟唱

伊人的身影在黑夜中淡去
帶走了無言的故事
像似山莊飄過的傳說
融入佝僂的心靈而消逝

A silent encounter within a dream,
As if interpreting an age-old tale of the hills.
Amidst the brilliant, resplendent glow of the sunsets afterglow,
Only silence exudes a breath of freshness.

The traveler sits and lies on the lawn of the northern land,
Intently gazing into the distant horizon.
Suddenly, a light footfall comes from behind,
Wondering if it could be a mischievous elf.

A string of silent echoes ripples forth,
Circling and darting endlessly across the hillside.
Seemingly whispering softly of that bygone lore,
Yet vanishing quietly in the very instant of listening.

A dream perhaps needs no words to be conveyed,
After the encounter, at the moment of parting,
It feels as though a faint, sweet emotion slips by,
Vaguely chanting within a virtual setting.

The figure of the loved one fades away into the dark night,
Taking away the unspoken story,
Like a legend drifting past the mountain villa,
Melting into a bent soul and passing away.

(台灣好報115.03.20西子灣副刊)