少年的我,迷恋过郭沫若——女神时代的郭沫若。觉得自己的心胸也像火山的喷口:爆发!爆发!爆发!“站在地球上呼号”,“我就是天狗”,连太阳和月亮都能够吞吃,难道不怕那块冰冷的玉轮冻凝我们的血液?想像是诗的阳光,让胚芽即时获得生命的绿色。翅膀是重要的,越过大海全在于飞翔的 The boy of me was obsessed with Guo Moruo – Guo Moruo of the goddess era. I feel my heart is also like a volcanic vent: an outbreak, an outburst, an outbreak, a “call sign on the earth,” and “I am a tengu,” and even the sun and the moon can devour it. Isn’t it afraid that the icy jade wheel freezes us? The blood? Imagine the sun of poetry, allowing germs to instantly acquire the green of life. Wings are important, all over the sea is flying