狼王的嚎叫
文/翼華
草原的高坡上
我聽見狼王格林
在遠離母親的地方
仰望蒼天
發(fā)出悲愴的嘶嚎
媽媽，我是你珍惜的孩子
可那些殘忍的偷獵者
槍殺了我的孩子
媽媽，媽媽……
那聲音在風里跌宕
流過草尖，撞過亂石
像腥味的血，染紅雪花
隔著屏幕
狼王的嚎叫
是一片一片刀刃
切割著人類的良知
在生命盡頭
誰終將失去
所有與生命相關的一切
2026年2月22日
The Howl of the Wolf King
By Yi Hua
On the high slope of the grassland
I hear the Wolf King Green
Far away from his mother
Staring up at the sky
Letting out a mournful howl
Mom, I am your cherished child
But those cruel poachers
Shot and killed my babies
Mom, Mom…
His voice rises and falls in the wind
Flowing over the grass tips, striking against the rocks
Like the stench of blood, dyeing the snowflakes red
Through the screen
The Wolf King’s howl
Is blade after blade
Cutting into human conscience
At the end of life
Who will eventually lose
Everything that is connected to life
February 22, 2026
