最后的召唤
不幸,他安置的最后一支暗器,却射穿了自己的胸膛。 ——题记
凡是黎明和黄昏的时候他都要到山里去 为了猎取豹,为了猎取祖先的崇高荣誉 当灵魂对着森林说话,他安下许多暗器 (听那些山里人说 他年轻的时候 名字嫁给了风 被送到很远很远 因为他 捕获了好多豹)
他是个沉默的男子汉,额头上写满历险的日记 只有在那欢乐溢满高原湖寂静的时候 他才用低低的鼻音,他才用沉沉的胸音 哼一支长长的山歌,那支歌弯弯又曲曲 让那些女人的心发颤,泛起无比的波澜 让那些女人的鼻发酸,比那黄昏的山岩更灿烂 他的头颅上有远古洪荒时期群山的幻影 他褐色的胸膛是充满了野性和爱情的平原 让那些女人在上面自由地耕种不死的信念 (听那些山里人说 这时他已经老了 但他执意要去 安最后一次暗器
击中一只豹 听那些山里人说 那天他走向山里 正是黄昏的时候 他独自哼着歌曲 这次他真的是去了 从此再没有回来 后来人们才发现 他死在了安暗器的地方 那最后一支暗器 射穿了他的胸膛) 他倒下了很像一块星光下充满了睡意的平原 他睁着眼正让银河流出一些无法破译的语言 让他死去的消息像一棵树在山顶上站立吧 让那些爱他的女人像太阳鸟在树上栖息吧 一个关于男子汉的故事将在那大山里传开 尽管命运有时给人生穿上这样残酷的衣裳 (听那些山里人说 他的确是死了 只是在他死去的地方 不知过了多少年 有一个死去的女人 在那里火葬)
The Last Call
Unfortunately, his chest was pierced through by the last concealed arrow he set . ---- the preface
To win the uppermost honor from his ancestry almost every dawn and dusk he went to the mountain to catch leopards When the soul talked with the forest, he set up many concealed arrows (Those mountain villagers say ---- when he was young his name married to the wind spreading to the remote place because he had caught many leopards )
He was a silent one, the stories of gangers he had gone through were written everywhere in his forehead Only when the highland was astir with jubilant crowds did he sing a folk song, in a low baritone ,with deep feelings His singing voice was stronger and brighter than the rocks at dusk deeply touching a lot of women’s hearts, rippling and waving On his head was the shadow of the mountains in remote antiquity His brown chest was a vast plain full of wild nature and love just for these women to freely seed and harvest their youthful faiths (Those mountain villagers say ----- he was old then but insisted on setting concealed arrows for the last time
to shoot a leopard Those mountain villagers say ------- It was at dusk that day that he went to the mountain all alone crooning all his way However, from that dusk he had never come back Later someone found he died in the spot where he set concealed arrows His chest was pierced through by a concealed arrow ) He fell down like a sleeping plain under the starlight .His eyes opened round as if he wanted to let the Milky Way flow out some words that wasn’t to be decoded Let the news of his death stand on the mountaintop like a tree Let the women who once loved him dwell in the tree like sunbirds A story of a man will spread in the mountains although fate sometimes dresses life with a cruel jacket (Those mountain villagers say ------- he indeed died and many years later a women’s corpse was cremated in the spot where he died )
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