梁平出版诗集《梁平诗选》《家谱》等10部，散文随笔集《子在川上曰》，诗歌评论集《阅读的姿势》等。现为中国作协诗歌委员会副主任、四川省作协副主席、成都市文联主席、四川大学中国诗歌研究院院长。

Liang Ping, has published ten books of poetry, notably Selected Poems by Liang Ping and Family Tree. His collection of essays is titled under some famous quote by Confucius Uttering over the Riverbank. His poetic reviews include Posture of Reading. He is currently the vice director of Poetry Committee of China's Writers' Association, vice chairman of Sichuan Province Writers' Association, chairman of Chengdu Federation of Arts and Letters, and President of Chinese Poetry Research Institute of Sichuan University.

金重：原名郭钟，1962年生于哈尔滨，1989年毕业于北京外国语大学英语系硕士研究生专业，1991年赴美，居于加州。最近作品：汉译英诗歌集《大篷车，中国当代诗歌》。 金重诗选《雪不在乎，1981-2018》。

Jin Zhong, pen name of Jone Guo, born in Harbin, China in 1962. In 1989, he graduated from Beijing Foreign Studies University and got his master's degree in English and American Literature. In 1991, he came to the United States and has been residing in California. Recent works: The Caravan: Contemporary Chinese Poetry, an anthology translated from the Chinese. Snow Does Not Care, a selection of Jin Zhong's Poems from 1981-2018。

别在站台

Farewell By The Train

这世界没有站台肯定好
可以少许多别情
少一些秋风秋雨的景致
夜色遮不住视野
苦绪来临
你的车票指向遥远
一座城在手里摇摇晃晃
另一只手握紧站台，想哭
站台在我的手里捏成另一张票
不能远方
远方不承认站台票的抵达
渴望抵达未可
不愿抵达的又将如期而至
别在站台有点残酷
别后的感伤
无疑，弥漫我的守望
			

The world would be good if
There were no platforms.
So many sad farewells
Wouldn't occur.
So much cold autumn wind and rain
Wouldn't be pictured.
The nightfall cannot block my sight,
Cannot block sorrows from rolling in.
Your ticket points afar,
A whole city swings in your hand.

Yet another hand
Holds onto the platform—
My heart already weeps.
The platform scraped into another ticket
In my tightly closed palm.
I cannot go afar with you，
That faraway place does not admit
My platform pass.
There, my arrival will be restricted,
And here, your departure is on time.
Farewell at platform is so cruel,
The sadness after this
Will fill up all my future days.
			

一朵花默默开合

Speechless Blossom

一朵花在野地里默默开合
以足够的耐心注视她
或者倒下
让整个身体贴近土壤
不再让陌生
隔出日复一日的愁烦

我选择走开
在花开的时候
一个人站在很远以外
虽然目光无法移去
无法抗拒她的辉煌
虽然获得的只是，严重的内伤
			

A flower opens and closes
In the wilderness
With ample diligence I watch it
Or lie down—
My body adhering to its soil
So as to cut away any unfamiliar spaces
Which divide time into days of sorrows

Then I opt to walk away
When the flower is in full bloom
Far enough so I can turn back：
My eyes couldn't turn aside
Couldn't resist its glory
Yet the only acquisition
Is a severe wound
Wrapped up in my body