思念的滋味

《思念的滋味》
文.盛鞠良

昨夜的斜风细雨
悄然把你送入了我的梦里
我一直紧紧拥抱着你
深深嗅着你的呼吸
静静品味着你的美丽
心底满是恐惧 好怕失去

你说你有点思念故乡
那是个美丽又遥远的地方
你说你非常思念爹娘
好想回去看看他们是否安康
我也常把思念的滋味品尝
于是目送高铁风驰电掣向北方
直到空气中 没了丁点你的芬芳

虽曾把思念的滋味品尝
可在你离去的日子
才知那些不过是开水白汤
在你远去的时光
我食无味 睡不香
整日无精打采
满心烦闷惆怅
心里空荡荡

原来
随着那渐远的距离
思念
能被拉得很长很长
能被酿得更浓郁 更醇旺
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The Taste of Yearning
      ShengJuLiang

The slanting wind and drizzling rain last night
Quietly sent you into my dream
I've been holding you tightly all the time
Breathing in your scent deeply
Tasting your beauty quietly
So afraid of losing you

You said you miss your hometown a bit
It's a beautiful and distant place
You said you miss your parents very much
You really want to go back and see if they're still well
I also often taste the flavor of yearning
So I watched the highspeed rail speeding northward
Until there's not a bit of your fragrance left in the air

Although I've once tasted the flavor of yearning
But in the days since you left
I realized that those were just plain water
In the days when you're far away
I have no appetite and can't sleep well
Lacking energy
Feeling gloomy and melancholy
My heart is empty

It turns out that
As the distance grows farther
Yearning
Can be stretched very, very long
Can be brewed even richer and stronger