从初夏到暮夏，
                                             一个个夜晚消失在茫茫之中，
                                             乡村里的鸡鸣，
                                             把黎明从幽暗的山脊河流唤醒，
                                             消融夜的寂静。
                                             高天的云时而遮没河水，
                                             时而把鲜花草丛滋润。

                                             听见从山野古寺传来的钟声，
                                             我暗暗在这里洒泪，
                                             哀悼大地，
                                             哀悼被掩埋的生命。

                                             这是我的故乡，
                                             我的母亲生活在这里。
                                             她佝偻的背影和两鬓的斑白，
                                             常常是我的梦境。

                                             母亲憔悴的面容
                                             和我孤零破碎的心，
                                             在这茫茫的原野
                                             没有相遇。

                                             我想
                                             向母亲探问
                                             那些被掩埋的生命
                                             我想
                                             回忆儿时留在我的记忆里的故事