We are ready to free captive animals
Such as a sheep, a fish or a cow
Yet we are often reluctant to set free
A man
Slanders, curses, plots
Fake vaccines, ditch oil, poisoned milk powder
Are always like a dagger
By which to stab to death
Some old things are brought up again
Feeling the stones
We find all the truth has come to the su**ce
Thoroughly ripe thoughts hang on the branches
Maple leaves raise a flag
The oncoming wind
is goosestepping
The drumstick is drumming the earth
Life is a snakeskin-like plastic woven bag
Loaded fully with dreams
3皮影
从牛皮里抠出
牛脾气
走街串巷
一把扁担挑起
悲与欢
童年的往事
在几根手指地操纵下
露出原形
A Shadow Puppet
By WEI Yanlie
Having dug bullheadedness out of cowhide
You make rounds of streets and alleyways
Carrying sadness and happiness
On a single pole
The past childhood events
are exposed
And their prototypes are revealed
By manipulating several fingers
Drops of sweat
Like reserved seeds
Are habitually scattered on the edge of the city
To grow into scenes of feasting and revelry
Crammed into damp bunkrooms
Migrant Workers
Drinking the northwest wind
And eating salt vegetables
Bite homeland into
A waning moon
5深秋
往事在雨水揉搓下
褪色,纵是最美的梦
敌不过一夜秋风
寂寞如宠养的小狗
躲在相册里
舔食着
旧痕新伤
Late Autumn
By WEI Yanlie
Rubbed by the rain
The past fades
Even the most beautiful dream
can't be the match for a whole night's autumn wind
Loneliness is like a little pet dog
Hiding in an album
Licking
Its old scars and new wounds
Lover
By WEI Yanlie
On a piece of white paper
A lover is drawn
Whose long hair hides a slight melancholy
Sitting in a poem
After the lamp is extinguished
She plods on the moonlit road
Step by step
Close to me
Like a butterfly
Spreading its frightened wings at dusk
Taking off from the cover of an old magazine
And alighting on top of her head
Resembling a knot of wool
Fastened by a braid shaped like a goat's horn
Moonlights
like quivering feathers
Strew and pave the dream of early autumn
8羊与牧人
从夏季牧场转到冬季牧场
羊与牧人,整天混在一起
一点点拆掉心怀的戒备
羊牵挂着草,牧人只念叨着肉
羊哪里知道,人就是一只狼
披着一张羊皮
Sheep and Shepherds
By WEI Yanlie
Roaming from summer pasture to winter pasture
Sheep and shepherds mingle all day long
Gradually taking off guard harbored toward one another
The sheep are concerned about the grass while the shepherds are only obsessed with mutton
Sheep will never know
That man is a wolf
Disguised in sheepskin
Smoked and roasted
The face of LIFE has become totally deformed
Old hatred piled with new wounds
Resembles a helmet and armor that can't be taken off
An occasional hint of a smile squeezed out
Is unable to patch up
Loopholes in life
Secularity between black and white
Has triggered
Calluses all over the face
The cable car, spreading its wings
Like a bird flying higher and higher
Plunges headlong into the sky
The sun's feathers hang all over the branches
Dusk unfolds
Many a treasured landscape
Even the highest mountain
Has to bow before people