[個人寫作]布加列斯特 [Personal writing] Bucharest

（English version below）

被遺忘在東方的——

妳承載著繁華的工藝，歷經了混沌的戰火，

然後在冬天的紅雪下，妳重獲新生。

讓人們在西邊高唱妳的名吧：

「巴黎！巴黎！」

妳不願回頭，以巨石堆砌的神廟，榮耀自己的信仰，

妳矛盾的軀殼，住著的是虔誠的靈魂。

「巴黎！巴黎！」

妳不屑一顧，以椴樹花香的大道，走出自己的風采，

妳破碎的外表，藏著的是文明的溫存。

直到那天，人們都不再喊妳的名了。

「布加列斯特。」

有人這麼說著。

妳回頭一笑，綻放出的美麗勝過西邊的那座老城。

Forgotten in the East—

Having borne a splendid craft, endured the chaos of war, and beneath the red snow in winter, you were reborn.

Let them in the West sing your name:

“Paris! Paris!”

Refusing to look back, with temples built of stone you honor your faith; Within your conflicted frame dwells a pious soul.

“Paris! Paris!”

Refusing to look away, along avenues scented with linden you walk with grace; Beneath your fractured exterior lies a cultured warmth.

Until one day, they no longer called you that.

“Bucharest,”

someone said.

You turned back with a smile,

A beauty brighter than the old city in the West.

此首作於26歲時。

布加列斯特，羅馬尼亞首都，過去常被賦予「東方巴黎」之美稱。然而，實際造訪這座城市，了解這個國家民族的記憶，我認為這裡早已走出了自己的形象。

那矛盾對比的建築、革命烈火的歷史、古老典雅的文學氣質 — 她的美貌，如同她所經歷的每一道傷痕，都是只屬於她自己。

Composed at 26.

Bucharest, the capital of Romania, was once famously dubbed the “Paris of the East.” However, having walked her streets and understood the memories of her people, I believe she has already built an image of her own.

The contradictory architecture, the revolutionary fires, the elegant literary spirit — her beauty, like every scar she bears, belongs to her and her alone.