一只鸟在我的阳台上避雨青鸟小小地跳着一朵温柔的火焰我打开窗子希望它会飞进我的房间说不清是什么念头我撒些饭粒还模仿着一种叫声青鸟看看我又看看暴雨雨越下越大闪电湿淋淋地垂下青鸟突然飞去朝着暴风雨消失一阵寒颤熄灭的不是那朵火焰而是我避雨的鸟@于坚 A bird was sheltering on my balcony. The blue bird was dancing with a gentle flame. I opened the window and hoped it would fly into my room. I couldn’t tell what it was. I sprinkled some rice and imitated a kind of bluebird. Look at me again and watch the rainstorm get bigger and bigger. Lightning and rain drooping the bluebird suddenly flew away toward the storm. A burst of chills extinguished not the flame but the bird that I sheltered from the rain. Yu Jian