黑夜
（作者马行，2002年12月17日）
你咳嗽一声，黑夜就跟着咳嗽一声。
你拧亮一支小小的手电筒，黑夜就地让出一条路。
你伤心的时候，点一支蜡烛，黑夜就陪你泪流到天亮。
你迷失方向或想家，黑夜就把天上的星星指给你。
你疲惫了，黑夜会带走你内心的石头。
你睡着，黑夜悄悄把梦支在床上。
你醒来，拉一拉灯绳，
黑夜就侧身，返回厚厚的墙壁。
The Night
(Note: I like the above poem so much and try to transate it with repect and just for fun)
When you give a cough,night makes a cough, too.
When you turn on one small flashlight,night quickly makes way for you.
When you are upset, you lit one candle, night shares your tears till day break.
When you are lost or homesick, night guides you with the stars in the sky.
When you are tired,night takes away the stone from your heart.
When you are sleeping,night quietly supports your bed with dreams.
When you wake up, you pull the lamp rope,night goes back to thick wall, soon.
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