Xidu Heshang
GRAND NARRATIVE vs PERSONAL NARRATIVE
In the morning I talked to my wife
about the year
when they buried Deng Xiaoping.
My wife wondered
why she didn’t remember that at all.
I said on that day
all students in our school
stood with white flowers
under the classroom building
watching the tribute on TV.
I was talking too much,
conversed with a neighbor.
The director saw me,
pulled me out,
kicked me twice in the legs
in front of the whole school.
I stood alone
fixing my eyes
on the service for the whole time.
Such an experience
how could I forget that?
12/6/22
Tr. MW, 12/6/22
早上和妻子说起
那一年
小平的追悼会
妻子疑惑
为什么她一点印象都没有
我说当时
我们全校学生
戴着白花
集体站在教学楼下
观看追悼会
话多的我
跟旁边的同学聊天
被校长看见
拉出来
当着全校师生的面
踹了两脚
独自站着
目不转睛
看完了整场追悼会
如此独特的经历
我怎么会忘?
(2022-12-6)
In a video
a woman was very excited.
“Whoever brings in enemies,
they are spies and traitors,
selling off our motherland!”
Below someone sadly commented:
“Can’t even sell any corn cobs!”
11/27/22
Tr. MW, 11/30/22
《抖音里的诗》
朱剑
视频里
一个女人慷慨激昂
“谁把外敌引进来
谁就是汉奸卖国贼
要把卖国贼赶出中国去!”
底下有人幽幽留言:
“我连老玉米棒子都卖不出去!”
(2022.11.27)
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