悉尼的黄昏   绿，飘着 整个世界都美丽了   曙光照，晨风吹 三三两两，聚会公园条凳上 追叙着，追不回的岁月   什么都不重要了 看看阳光普照，看看浮云飞渡 多看一眼绿，多吸一口清新 多道一声珍重，多把握生命的一刻钟   那历尽风霜，岁月留痕 那鼻梁皱纹如梯级上下 犯不着为半夜丁点露水 看人脸色胃溃疡   绿叶转黄的时候，我来了 一路上，踩着落叶叫痛 树枝光秃秃地摇着 冷得整个树打喷嚏   九月初阳，嫩芽俏 透明的绿，透明的冷 把最后一片黄叶踢落在地 本是同根生，却勾心斗角   老树的胃 在地深层里隐隐作痛！ 　 　 Dusk In Sydney Green in the air Beautifying all the world   In the morning sun and breeze People in three of four gather at the benches in the park Recalling the never-to-return years   Nothing is important Just look at the ever shining sun and fleeting cloud Just have more look at green and brethe in more fresh air Say take-care once more and grasp one more moment of life   Years leave their traces in all weathers The wrinkles on the nose like a flight of steps No need to care for a bit of midnight dewdrops No need to worry about how powerful people look at you   When green leaves turn yellow, I have come Treading on the fallen leaves painfully all the way The leafless branches swinging in the wind It’s so cold that the whole tree is sneezing   The morning sun in September, Delicate the tender sprout The transparent green, the transparent cold Kicking the last yellow leaf to the ground They are grown from the same root, and yet struggling with each other   The stomach of the old tree Is faintly aching in the depth of the ground!