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《归来仍是少年》

一粒绿，

在无人知晓的黄昏下潜伏，

像一段梦，在沉默中反复发芽。

时间无声，

滴落成未名的叶，

在混沌中缓缓舒展，

写出未曾言说的昨日。

色彩非花，

是心的一道脉搏，

于风的袖口滑落，

又在破碎里缓缓重生。

秩序崩塌，

从容由此诞生。

每一寸柔软，

都倔强地藏着光。

希望不闪光，

它深埋在苔藓与枝缝之间，

像黎明未至前最后一滴露水，

冷，却完整。

而当光再次归来，

仍见少年伫立在花丛之后，

未老的心，

与春日并肩而立。

Still a Youth Upon Return

A grain of green

lies dormant beneath an unnoticed dusk,

a dream repeating its quiet bloom.

Time makes no sound—

it falls into unnamed leaves,

unfolding slowly in the haze,

writing yesterday’s unsaid lines.

These colors are not flowers,

but pulses of the soul,

spilling from the sleeves of wind,

reborn in the shatterings.

When order collapses,

grace is born anew.

Each tender inch

holds light with quiet defiance.

Hope does not glitter.

It hides in moss, in gaps between the branches,

like the last drop of dew

before dawn arrives—

cold, yet whole.

And when light returns once more,

a youth still stands beyond the bloom.

His heart, unaged,

keeps step with spring.

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I thought

You thought I was painting the human body

In fact, I paint landscapes.

You thought I was painting landscapes

In fact, I drew a mess of ink

You think I've made a mess of ink

In fact, it's my mind wandering

You think my thoughts are wandering

In fact, it's the chi flowing through my brush.

You think the chi is talking.

But it's nothing.

You think it's nothing

In fact

There's really nothing.

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隐居深山里。

油画原创作品,作者：朱辉军

尺寸约150X180cm

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