我知道分行的抒写是一种冒险。一篇完美的诗是一个奇迹。我们要用文字制作一个肌肉丰满的形体,其困难正如雕刻师企图在冥顽地抵抗着斧斤的大理石身上表现他的思想和感情。对于第一辑中那些短短的歌吟我有一点偏爱——我说偏爱,因为我现在几乎是一个陌生人,我不敢自信我的谛视。然而我从他人的评语里找到了一个字眼,一个理由,快乐。读着那些诗行我感到一种寂寞的快乐,在我的记忆里展开了一个寒冷地方的热带,一个北方的夏夜,使我毫不迟疑地认识我自己。……甚至现在我谛视着我昔日苦心经营的泥巢,感到一 I know the description of the branch is an adventure. A perfect poem is a miracle. We need to make a muscular body in words, just as the engraver tries to show his thoughts and emotions on marble that is eagerly resisted. I have a little preference for those short songs in the first series - I say preference, because I am almost a stranger now, I can not believe my point of view. However, I found a word from the comments of others, a reason, happy. Reading those poems, I felt a lonely joy, a tropical cold place in my memory, a summer night in the north, which made me realize myself without hesitation. ... Even now I look at the mud nest I used to work hard and feel one