<p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">我，如一个迷途的旅人</p><p class="ql-block">在岁月的长河中，不停地寻觅</p><p class="ql-block">执着地追寻那逝去的时光</p> <p class="ql-block">老树的枯枝间，我寻找着岁月的痕迹</p><p class="ql-block">磨损的石阶上，我踏寻着过往的足迹</p><p class="ql-block">剥落的断壁里，我聆听着历史的回音</p><p class="ql-block">发黄的相册中，我回味着往昔的温情</p> <p class="ql-block">然而，逝去的岁月</p><p class="ql-block">你为何如此难以捉摸？</p><p class="ql-block">你躲藏在何方，让我苦苦追寻？</p><p class="ql-block">故乡的泥土中，我寻找儿时的指印</p><p class="ql-block">那纯真的笑容，那无忧的时光</p><p class="ql-block">仿佛还在昨日，却又遥不可及</p> <p class="ql-block">校园的曲径上，我追寻青春的梦想</p><p class="ql-block">那激昂的斗志，那热血的激情</p><p class="ql-block">如今只能在记忆中回响</p><p class="ql-block">饱经沧桑的容颜里</p><p class="ql-block">我寻找少年的万丈豪情</p><p class="ql-block">却只见岁月的痕迹，悄然爬上眉梢</p> <p class="ql-block">我无奈地叹息，徘徊与惆怅</p><p class="ql-block">心中满是对岁月的留恋与不舍</p><p class="ql-block">但我又时常能感觉到你的存在</p> <p class="ql-block">在沙沙作响的落叶中</p><p class="ql-block">我仿佛听到了你轻轻的脚步</p><p class="ql-block">但落叶说，你在时光的河流里</p><p class="ql-block">但流水说，你在票数的风里</p><p class="ql-block">但风儿却悄悄对我说</p><p class="ql-block">岁月，过去了，已经都过去了</p> <p class="ql-block">我的岁月，你在哪里？</p><p class="ql-block">难道都过去了吗？我老去的时光</p><p class="ql-block">也许有一天，我们还会在梦中相逢</p><p class="ql-block">那时我要紧紧地拥着你，我的岁月</p><p class="ql-block">再也不让你悄悄地溜走</p> <p class="ql-block">Prose poetry - Search, trace of time</p><p class="ql-block">Cao Jiyuan</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">I, like a lost traveler</p><p class="ql-block">In the long river of years, keep looking</p><p class="ql-block">Cling to the lost time</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Among the dead branches of the old tree, I look for the traces of the years</p><p class="ql-block">On the worn stone steps, I tread the tracks of the past</p><p class="ql-block">In the crumbling walls, I listen to the echoes of history</p><p class="ql-block">In the yellowing album, I recall the warmth of the past</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">However, the passing years</p><p class="ql-block">Why are you so elusive?</p><p class="ql-block">Where do you hide so I can find you?</p><p class="ql-block">In the soil of my hometown, I look for the fingerprints of my childhood</p><p class="ql-block">That innocent smile, that worry-free time</p><p class="ql-block">It seems like yesterday, yet so far away</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">On the winding path of the campus, I pursue the dream of youth</p><p class="ql-block">That impassioned fighting spirit, that blood passion</p><p class="ql-block">Now it can only echo in memory</p><p class="ql-block">In the face of vicissitudes</p><p class="ql-block">I look for the passion of youth</p><p class="ql-block">But I saw the traces of years, quietly climbing up the brow</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">I sigh helplessly, wandering and melancholy</p><p class="ql-block">The heart is full of nostalgia for the years and do not give up</p><p class="ql-block">But I can always feel your presence</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">In the rustling leaves</p><p class="ql-block">I thought I heard your gentle footsteps</p><p class="ql-block">But the fallen leaves said, you are in the river of time</p><p class="ql-block">But the water says you're in the wind of the vote</p><p class="ql-block">But the wind whispered to me</p><p class="ql-block">The years have passed. They have all passed</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">My years, where are you?</p><p class="ql-block">Is it all in the past? My old age</p><p class="ql-block">Maybe one day we'll meet again in our dreams</p><p class="ql-block">Then I will hold you tight, my years</p><p class="ql-block">Never let you slip away again</p>