蔡其矫， 1918年12月10日生，福建省晋江县园坂村人。幼年随家庭侨居印尼泗水。现为福建省文联专业作家，早年出版《回声集》（1956, 作家出版社）、《回声续集》（1956, 作家出版社）、《涛声集》（1957，上海新文艺出版社）三个诗集里。其20年来所写的诗作收编为《迎风集》、《双虹集》、《福建集》和《蔡其矫选集》（香港文学研究社）。2007年1月3日于北京逝世。

Born on December 10, 1918, Qijiao Cai spent his childhood in Indonesia with his family, which originally came from Fujian, China. He is a professional writer of Fujian Writers’ Association. He has published a number of poetry collections including Echoes (Writers’ Press, China, 1956), Echoes the Sequel (Writers’ Press, China, 1956), and The Sound of Billows (Shanghai New Literary Press, China, 1957), Against the Wind, Dual Rainbows, Fujian, and Selected Poems of Qijiao Cai (Hong Kong Literature Study Press). He died at the age of 89 in Beijing on January 3, 2007.

在西藏

In Tibet

一 

　　洪荒的冰风在蓝天的回旋中怒吼 
　　一切既清晰又朦胧 
　　旷野和陋屋, 展露与深藏 
　　雪白与枯黄 
　　大块色彩下蕴含沸腾的热情 
　　熔岩般喷发 
　　如焚的白昼, 如炽的炎云 
　　一切高远, 一切柔静 
　　生命的悲壮苍凉 
　　因孤寂而变得沉重 
　　命运进入新的夤缘 
　　意识冲出肉体的束缚 
　　飘向非现实的时空 
　　也许这是一度有过的天堂 
　　无边浩瀚的美丽使我迷惘 

　　二 

　　再也没有什么广袤大地 
　　能有这种想象的自由浩淼 
　　漠漠雪野, 山在云下飞转 
　　如梦的轻烟飘过不为人知的荒原 
　　寺庙的金色高墙 
　　印满牦牛足迹的杂花草场 
　　以豪华的寂寞 
　　粗犷的寂寞 
　　向苍穹论证大地的悲伤 
　　灵魂孤独 
　　不可抑制地进入渺茫 
　　苍凉的空旷融汇我心底 
　　有如命运那样不可抵抗 

　　三 

　　把意绪投寄无言的寂静 
　　大自然的情人 
　　获得从来没有的满足 
　　心灵进入另一个彻底裸露的自我王国 
　　生活在大地边缘 
　　五彩缤纷的混沌在扩大, 飞升, 飘逸 
　　诉说人世的无限压抑 
　　自由只能沿着已有的道路 
　　荒漠不可接近 
　　一切旅途都在梦中 
　　那条走过来的漫长道路 
　　只有如雪的沉默到处富余 
　　似乎永世洪荒的独语 
　　已渗入了我的灵魂 
　　成为生活的真正信号 

　　四 

　　无数的高峰撑起梦境 
　　瀚海一亿金星中窥见女神 
　　风餐露宿的道路 
　　一尺尺侵入冥色 
　　峰顶积雪是发光的忧思 
　　高悬在命运的上空 
　　通过使人憔悴的风尘 
　　无人迹的空旷萌动渴望 
　　大地的哀歌只有象征女性 
　　已从内心苏醒 
　　用最强烈的色彩包容万物 
　　献给无人知晓的寂静 
　　我永远不是单身

1.

Swirling, the ice cold wind savagely howling in the blue sky, 
everything seems clear, yet hazy. 
The wilderness and the shabby houses, exposed or hidden, 
the white snow and the brown withered, 
the zeal under the large pieces of colors 
erupting like lava. 
The burning days and the clouds as of fire 
all lofty and remote, all peaceful and quiet. 
Life, its solemn tragedy, its chilled desolation, 
is becoming heavier and heavier out of the solitude. 
The fate is hooking up new connections, 
the consciousness is breaking out of the flesh bondage 
drifting into the unreal time and space. Perhaps, 
this was once existed Heaven, but the boundless 
vastness of its beauty is leaving me at a loss.

2.

There is no land as vast as the mightiness 
of this imagined freedom. The immense snowfields, 
the mountains swiftly turning under the clouds, 
the dreamy mists drifting through unknown wilderness, 
the tall golden walls of the temple, 
the meadows full of yak footprints, 
with luxurious solitude, 
with bold and unconstrained solitude, 
proofing to the firmament the sorrow of the land. 
The lonely soul inevitably entered uncertainty. 
Emptiness of chilled desolation dissolving into my heart 
as irresistible as the fate.

3.

Send thoughts to the speechless quietude, 
the lover of great nature, 
getting the satisfactions that I never felt before, 
my soul entered another kingdom of totally naked self. 
Living on the edge of earth, colorful chaos 
expanding and soaring with grace and elegance. 
Talking about the endless depressions of the world, 
freedom only can follow the existing path. 
The wilderness is inaccessible, 
all the journeys are dreams. 
Along the long way that I have passed through, 
only the snowy silence is a surplus everywhere. 
It seems the soliloquy of the everlasting savagery 
has penetrated into my soul, 
and become the genuine signal of life.

4.

Numerous summits holding up dreams, among ocean 
of billions of golden stars, have a glimpse of goddess. 
The road, on which I ate in the wind and slept on the dew, 
foot by foot, is invading into the twilight. 
The snow covered peaks are the shining thoughts of sorrow, 
hanging high above fate, through wind and dust 
that make people wan and sallow, in the spacious emptiness 
without human trace, desires are sprouting. 
Elegy of the earth is only a feminine symbol, 
awakened deep from heart, 
with most powerful colors taking in everything, 
dedicated to the quietude that nobody knows, 
I am never single.

夜涛

Night Tides

夜用星束扎起浓黑长发
散落到深沉水里
心头溢满幽暗
忧思不请自来
　　
谛听寂静汹涌
心事难以表达
不如以沉默和星说话
　　
眼睛印着夜海
有如遥远不可及的悲哀
生命航行在无声世界
　　
惟有时发时止的涛声
一次比一次深沉
一次比一次凶猛
敲打心的琴弦
　　
也许未说出的东西最真实
不需发音便做同一梦幻
　　
美丽慌乱的夜
心扉久闭后敞开
一切虚饰扫净
诉出柔情
以涛声作信使
　　
灼灼星芒抚头顶
晚潮安慰被遗弃的心
闪烁一颗颗同情泪
　　
夜已到朦胧时刻
空茫的月天更加沉静
灵魂向永生的昏暗飞去
借幻想淡化了痛苦的现时

Tied its long black hair with strand of stars, 
the night sprinkles onto dark water.
When the mind is full of heaviness, 
melancholy drops by on its own.

Listening to the quiet turbulence, 
rather would the indescribable mind 
have a silent dialogue with stars.

Eyes reflect the sea at night, 
it seems like some sorrow far out of reach, 
life navigates in the silent world.

There is only the sound of tides,  
now and again, 
tenser and fiercer each time, 
knocking at strings of the heart.

Maybe, the thing untold is the thing most true. 
No word needed to share the same dream.

The night, beautiful and flustered, 
opens the door of a long shut heart, 
sweeping all the hypocrisy away.
With the sound of tides as the messenger, 
true feelings are expressed.

On head the caressing starlight shines, 
the abandoned heart being consoled by night tides, 
sympathetic tears glistens. 

The night gets darker, 
moon and sky sinks into deeper silence. 
The soul flies into eternal shadow, 
fantasy relieves the pain of the present.

也许

Perhaps

在生活的艰险道路上
我们有如太空中两颗星
沿着各自的轨道运行
却也迎面相逢几回，无言握别几回
没有人知道我们今后的命运如何
没有人知道我们是否会相互发现
时间的积雪，并不能冻坏
新生命的嫩芽，
绿色的梦，在每一个生冷的地方
都唤起青春。
在我们脚下，也许藏著长流的泉水
在我们心中，也许点亮不朽的灯
众树都未曾感到
众鸟也茫无所知
在生活中，我永远和你隔离
在灵魂里，我时时喊着你的名字

1974

On life's rough road, 
like two stars in space 
moving in two separate orbits, 
we met and we parted.  
No one knows what fate has in store for us. 
No one knows if we will ever discover each other. 
The tenderness of a new life will in no way 
be frozen to death by the snow piled up in time.
Green dreams, in every chilling place, 
awake youth.
Perhaps, under our feet, hides perpetual spring water.
Perhaps, inside our hearts, shines everlasting light.
Trees could never feel it, 
and birds wouldn't ever know about it.
Even though you and I separate forever in life, 
all the time, I am calling your name in my soul.

风中玫瑰

Roses in the Wind

一上，一下，一来，一往。
飞舞的焰火
跃动的霞光。
一道道的浪痕
一条条的虹影。
在狂欢的流泻中闪射。
看不真切的轮廓
无法辨认的眼波。
从中散发捉摸不到的笑声。
一高，一低，一起，一落。

1978

To and fro
Up and down
The dancing flames
The bouncing sunrays
Waves upon waves
Rainbow over rainbow
Flashing amid the outpouring orgy
The undistinguishable silhouettes
The unintelligible gazes
Elusive laughter emitted from within
Rise and fall
High and low