老吉他/作者：ting
The old guitar/author:ting
墙角的灰尘总是擦了又落，
等待中琴弦已经暗哑晦涩。
也许他已经淡淡模糊岁月，
此时的我却不知如何弹奏。
花几个小时静静对望凝视，
他还是以往那崭新的样子，
只是，
时间与我，
叫他——老吉他……
The dust in the corner is always wiped to fall again,
The strings have dark dumb obscure in waiting.
Maybe he has fuzzy years lightly,
I don’t know how to play it at this time.
Spend a few hours quietly looked at stare,
He is still as before the appearance of new,
Just,
Time and I,
Call him ——old guitar… …
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