作者简介：
九毛，本名韦石明，瑶族，广西上林县人。广东省散文诗学会会员、肇庆市封开县作家协会、摄影协会会员，新华社优秀签约摄影师。
四月的第一缕阳光
The first sunshine of April
文/九毛（中国广东肇庆）
By Jiu Mao (Zhaoqing, China)
1/One
寂寞许久，木棉花露出了最后的那丝笑意。
/Lonely for a long time, kapok showed the last silk smile.
光影在林间交织。
/Light and shadow mingle in the woods.
露水低沉。燕声远去，旋回。
/The dew is low. The sound of the swallow goes far away and turns.
2/Two
一位老人，靠着生锈的椅子，静坐抽烟。笑眯眯的阳光落在他笑眯眯的皱纹深处。
/An old man, leaning on a rusty chair, sat and smoked. The smiling sunshine fell in the deep wrinkles of his smile.
缓缓的烟雾，恍如缓缓的岁月，在缓缓地流逝，在缓缓地诉说一种——
/Slow smoke, like slow years, slowly passing, slowly telling a kind of——
老式的更替。
/Old fashioned replacement.
3/Three
影子落满的路面，越发拥挤。
/The road with shadows is more and more crowded.
脚步匆匆。
/In a hurry.
匆匆的，还有沾有寒意的雨痕。
/In a hurry, there are traces of cold rain.
昨夜，谁人那枚还没来得及发酵的梦，在哽咽？
/Last night, who's choking on that dream that hasn't been fermented yet?
4/Four
残缺的油菜田，俨然一块道场。鸟声齐鸣，落寞的，欢愉的。
/The incomplete rape field is like a Taoism field. Birds sing together, lonely, happy.
阳光隐隐约约。是什么穿过春风编织的屏风，又是什么逃出？
/The sun is dim. What is the screen woven through the spring breeze, and what is it to escape?
该是飞舞的季节了。
/It's time to fly.
白色的蝴蝶在花丛忙碌地穿针引线。
/The white butterfly busily threaded its needle through the flowers.
腾开手，才发觉皮肤皲裂多时。不知道，每一处伤口能否被蝶音修补，并如期愈合？/When I opened my hand, I found that my skin was chapped. I don't know if every wound can be repaired by butterfly sound and healed as scheduled?
5/Five
沿着乡道小步，脚步蹒跚。毕竟雨天太长。
/Take a small step along the country road and stumble. After all, the rain is too long.
迎着四月天的第一缕阳光，路边的太阳能灯揭开水雾拢成的遮光罩，倏地一闪，亮了……/Facing the first ray of sunshine in April, the solar lamp on the side of the road uncovers the light shield formed by the water mist, flashes and lights……
（2020.04.07）
注：图片来自网络。
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