乡人至夜话原文及翻译（乡夜话）

乡夜话

夜游乡愁

乡村的夜晚总是安静得让人心悸，万籁无声中只有自然的吟唱和自己心灵的思考，一刻不停地跳动。或者，只是单调地沉浸在自己的感情和故事里……

这里的夜晚，亮着乡村小路和不知名的星星，也有属于自己的夜店，道德不检的男女和一盏盏淡淡的酒精。在这远离闹市喧嚣的地方，人们不是在快乐中生活，而是在消极地排泄和发泄中生活，一如当初选择离城市远去的初衷。

曾经闻到过柴火和草香的味道，听过耕地和鸟鸣的声音，眼前的这一切，仿佛都在刺痛着心灵。它们被城市的喧嚣、灰尘和高楼所淹没，变成了记忆中最真挚的生活片段。

乡愁的微笑

看着自己的村庄越来越空荡，人们逐渐离开，留下满目苍凉的芒草和荒村。原本温暖的村落，变得无情而寂寥。也不知道是谁说过，要是人们都回来了，那就是城市了。可是思乡后，归乡旅程中的熙熙攘攘和丰富多彩，乡愁的微笑总是那样的灿烂和深刻。

有一次，在回家的路上，遇到一位曾经的老朋友，他依然在老地方过着平凡而喜悦的日子，告诉我这里的人们在轻微的回忆中寻找心灵的乐趣，享受着朝夕相处、平凡无奇的生活，并为传统的习俗、花鼓戏和赶猪的节日而高兴。似乎，这里的乡土之魂永远都是无尽的喜悦和寂寞。

乡里人之路

终究还是要回到这个地方，村口那个疏落的杂草地，家门前那个环绕的小房子……无论哪一座城市，都不可能分割掉内心的乡愁。于是，回到这个地方，才明白了所有的乡愁和对于家的感情。

这一切，是自己的童年和祖辈们留给自己的，有时候，回到这个地方，总感觉是在寻找一些超越个人的东西，在那些环绕的草树间，在那些年轻人的疯狂中，在那些长辈的亲情中…… 乡村之路，也许不是所有人想象中的那样光明和温暖，但它的每一个角落都带给人们充实和变幻万千的经历，那些情感的火花和现实的缝隙，组成了乡里人最独特的生命符号。

翻译：

夜游乡愁

The night in the countryside is always so quiet that it makes people scared. Amid the silence, there is only the natural singing and one's own thoughts, jumping without stop – or just the monotone of one's own emotions and stories...

Here at night, with the lit paths and unknown stars, there are nightclubs, with immoral men and women, and glasses of light alcoholic drinks. In this place, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, people don't live in happiness, but in passive excretion and venting, just like their original intention of leaving the city.

Once I smelled the scent of firewood and grass, and heard the sound of plowed land and bird songs. Now, all of these seem to be pricking my heart. They have been submerged in the hustle and bustle, dust and high-rise buildings of the city, but they've become the most true fragments of life in my memory.

乡愁的微笑

Watching my village becoming more and more deserted, people leaving behind a huge waste of wild grass and desolate villages. The once-warm small village has become ruthless and lonely. I don't know who said it, but if everyone comes back, it's just a city. But when I think of my home, the lively crowds and rich colors during the homeward journey, the smile of nostalgia is always so bright and profound.

Once, on the way back home, I met an old friend who was still living an ordinary and joyful life in the old place. He told me that people here seek spiritual pleasure in slight memories, enjoying the daily, ordinary life, and rejoice in the traditional customs, Huagu Opera and the pig-driving festival. It seems that the soul of this place is always full of infinite joy and loneliness.

乡里人之路

After all, you have to come back to this place – the sparsely weeded grassland at the entrance of the village, the small house surrounded by the front door... No matter which city you are in, your longing for home cannot be separated. So when I come back to this place, I understand all the nostalgia and the feelings towards home.

All of these are left by my childhood and my ancestors. Sometimes when I come back to this place, I always feel like I'm looking for something beyond a personal level - in the surrounding grass and trees, among the craziness of young people, in the affection of elders... The road of the countryside may not be as bright and warm as people imagine, but every corner of it brings people fulfilling and ever-changing experiences. The sparks of emotions and the seams of reality compose the most unique life symbols of the folks in the countryside.