A dry wind is blown from bay, had blown low and brown lawn, had blown the coconut jujube tree that is hard lamina completely, had blown hot and dry the Euphrates that Sha Shi's two sides clips, had blown a when there is cartridge case everywhere on the ground open flat, in be being blown to to raise the blue tent on run-down dune, go.
一阵干燥的风从海湾上吹来，吹过低矮焦黄的草坪，吹过满是坚硬叶片的椰枣树，吹过燥热沙石的两岸夹住的幼发拉底河，吹过地上到处掉落着子弹壳的一片开阔平地，吹到一座支在荒芜沙丘上的蓝色帐篷中去。
Lawn is new gemmiparous, have flaming mark nevertheless; The flower of coconut jujube tree is new-blown, but had been disturbed it seems that, desquamation leaf is on the ground desultorily come dispersedly; River water is firm defrost before long, but clear water is medium this answering transparent, see solution of a few dark Gong Rong is inside however. The wind of early morning is very warm, the moisture that brings from offing evaporates was in in journey, left saline taste only; After had blown this extensive land, hold something under the arm is wrapped in wind a lot of sand and dust, make this saline taste much mediumer a ferruginous flavour.
草坪是新发芽的，不过有燃烧的痕迹；椰枣树的花是新开的，但似乎被扰动过，脱落的花瓣在地上杂乱无章的散开来；河水是刚解冻不久的，可是清澈的水中本应透明，却见几丝暗红溶解在里面。清晨的风很温暖，从海面上带来的水汽蒸发在了旅途之中，只留下了咸味；在吹过这片广大的土地后，风中裹挟了很多沙尘，使得这咸味中多了一丝铁锈味。
The doctor stands in blue tent, sandy soil is below the foot, fall from the foot spread to tent mouth, horizon spread again, this flatus that blows from horizon is blown to doctor face, make he smelled beautiful all alone does not amount to Mi Yaping to taste formerly, this kind of flavour and sand blown by wind melt together was in in sweat bead, the sweat that makes him bead become loose and drippy. Sweat bead slides ceaselessly, slide, the double shoulder of glide ache, glide already apathetic two arms, the icy scalpel in glide hand, drippy go up in the operating-table of blood incarnadine, final regurgitate in sandy soil.
医生站在蓝色的帐篷里，脚下是沙土，从脚下蔓延到帐篷口，再蔓延到天边，从天边吹来的这阵风吹到了医生脸上，使他闻到了美索不达米亚平原的味道，这种味道与风沙一同融化在了汗珠之中，令他的汗珠松动而滴落。汗珠不断地滑落、滑落，滑过酸痛的双肩，滑过已经麻木的两臂，滑过手中冰凉的手术刀，滴落在鲜血染红的手术台上，最终流回了沙土之中。
The wind of Campagna blows beautiful Suobudamiya to doctor face, those who bring is more than however the flavour that is Campagna, he is clear, this flavour that ferruginous flavour is blood, and he is very clear also, all alone is in the beauty does not amount to Mi Yaping to go up formerly, centenary will never had had spring.
美索不达米亚平原的风吹到了医生脸上，带来的是却不止是平原的味道，他明白，这铁锈味是血的味道，而他也十分清楚，在美索不达米亚平原上，一百年来从未有过春天。
Had blown when the wind of early morning very long, the wind of night is blown again. When bright and clear moon is aspersed below doctor foot, the operation just ends. On operating-table the whole thing had lain tens of providing body, some showed life afresh, some did not have vigor again however, ased if to fly off from inside the blood that has stopped flow later the light of the soul of bead bead whiteness, glaring move flies to dune over pure sky. The doctor walked out of tent, on the small bench that sits slowly before tent door, two soldiers that wear epidemic prevention to take are carrying deserted litter entered blue tent, when coming out, a body that building U.N. blue division was put already on litter, a soldier respected a ceremony to me, next they go 3 times far.
当清晨的风已经吹过很久，夜晚的风又吹来。当皎洁的月光洒在医生脚下时，手术才结束。手术台上前前后后躺过的数十具肉体，有的重新展示了生命，有的却再没了活力，之后便仿佛从已经停止流动的血液中飞出了粒粒洁白的灵魂之光，闪耀着飞向了沙丘之上纯净的星空。医生走出了帐篷，缓缓地坐在了帐篷门前的小板凳上，两位身着防疫服的士兵抬着空荡荡的担架进入了蓝色帐篷，出来时，担架上已然放上了一具盖着联合国蓝色旗的尸体，一位士兵向我敬了一个礼，然后他们三个就走远了。
The doctor's consciousness blurs a bit it seems that, head on the consciousness that air cooling stimulated him writes a composition, he looks to night sky, ased if to see point point is crepuscular really wave Xiang Yuzhou. Night sky is vernal night sky really, a bottle of handle of the Plough pointing to the west, the spring that this 14 beneficent monarch Yi Ru go each years hangs Xuan Yuan in ecliptic plane in that way, give out the green white ray that belongs to spring only. The doctor ases if eyesight is abrupt end reachs distant place, the thill of astral a small room that saw a monarch it seems that 14 go up gushing intense blaze, cast to unmanned deep space commonly as the blood that spray and gives; The planet that surrounds all round him, the soldier spirit that wanders on home land not to agree to drop off as ground of be reluctant to part with is same, have not stopped 100000.
医生的意识似乎有点模糊，迎面的冷风刺激了他的意识作文，他望向夜空，仿佛真的看见了点点微光飘向宇宙。夜空确实是春天的夜空，北斗七星的斗柄指着西方，轩辕十四这位仁慈的帝王亦如过去每一年的春天那样挂在黄道平面，发出只属于春天的青白色光芒。医生仿佛目力突然穷尽到远方，似乎看到了帝王之星轩辕十四上喷薄的烈焰，如同喷洒而出的血液一般抛向无人深空；他周围环绕的行星，如同恋恋不舍地徘徊在故乡土地上不肯散去的战士灵魂一样，千百年未曾停下。
The doctor thinks, what star doesn't this sky have originally? That is in flickering move looks at remoteness birthplace in the deep space of millions upon millions light-year of the earth, the soul that is gone people actually gathers together and become? If be such really, whether can that blood resemble intense blaze continueing to spray euqally 100000, whether can that soul continue to surround to go up in this land like the planet, the astral awn that whether can the hope of that peace resemble twinkling shines to go out again euqally, and beautiful Suobudamiya the spring of Campagna, whether won't come forever?
医生想，难道这天上是否本没有什么星星？那在远隔故乡亿万光年的深空里一闪一闪着眺望地球的，其实是死去的人们的灵魂汇聚而成的？如果真是如此，那血液是否会像烈焰一样继续喷洒千百年，那灵魂是否会像行星一样继续环绕在这片土地上，那和平的希望是否会像闪烁的星芒一样亮起又熄灭，而美索不达米亚平原的春天，是否就永远不会到来？
The doctor has seen leave too much and too much, die and be born to appear to him is not the business that what deserves bitterness and joyance any more. The both hands that his heart has engraved as this it seems that is general coma, but he still heard its deep sigh. The history perhaps concealed warlike fact, but sacrifice should not be military fate, and the war also should not be beautiful Suobudamiya the fate of Campagna, beautiful Suobudamiya the spring of Campagna, not should by place of continuous and ceaseless flames of war terminative.
医生见过的离去太多太多，死和生对于他来说似乎都已经不是什么值得悲痛和喜悦的事情。他的心已经似乎如同此刻的双手一般麻木，但他还是听到了它深深的叹息。历史也许掩盖了战争的真相，可是牺牲并不应是军人的宿命，而战争也不应该是美索不达米亚平原的宿命，美索不达米亚平原的春天，不应该被连绵不断的战火所终结。
Dawn rises gradually, from Iraq when the sun desolate dune rises gradually, the sea wind of early morning is blown with respect to wherefrom edge, the flavour that is a Xian Xian as before is mixing ferruginous ingredient of sadness. A few Iraq women running to this U.N. camping ground to want to send water to drink to the doctor, dawn is illuminated on their gaunt body to procrastinate go out to together grow lasting vague impression, shadow people cast go up in dune, ased if a road of a slightness, although these road do not belong to them, but in next matutinal and regular meeting somebody walks up, and long viatic end grows in that, perhaps be beautiful Suobudamiya the spring of Campagna.
黎明渐渐升起，当太阳从伊拉克荒凉的沙丘渐渐升起，清晨的海风就从那边吹来了，依旧是一股咸咸的味道混合着悲伤的铁锈味。几位伊拉克妇女跑到了这联合国营地想要给医生送水喝，黎明照在她们瘦削的身子上拖出一道道长长的影子，影子们投在沙丘上，仿佛成了一条条细长的道路，这些道路虽然不属于她们，但在下一个黎明一定会有人走上去，而在那长长的道路的尽头，也许就是美索不达米亚平原的春天。
That one wind that blows from bay is blown to the doctor's face again, his sweat bead become loose and drippy. But this, drippy it is sweat not just however, still that does not know sheds for who tear.
那一阵从海湾吹来的风又吹到了医生的脸上，他的汗珠松动而滴落。但这一次，滴落的却不仅仅是汗水，还有那不知为谁而流的泪水。(文/曾秋云天)