提到风,我第一个想到的便是徐志摩诗作《我不知道风是在哪一个方向吹》。在这首诗里,风作为一种心灵的风向标,指示着作者的心怀。作者的心怀汹涌激荡,那风也成为一种飘渺不定的、难以捕捉的事物。作者试图探究风的方向,但是终究无法看清,只能“不知道在哪一个方向吹”了。此外,我们又看出作者的放达潇洒,似乎不必知道风是在哪一个方向吹,只要有自己的一片心灵的领地就可以了。其实 Mentioning the wind, my first thought was Xu Zhimo’s poem “I do not know where the wind is blowing.” In this poem, the wind as a spiritual indicator, indicating the author’s heart. The author’s mind stirring, the wind has become a kind of uncertain, difficult to capture things. The author tries to explore the direction of the wind, but in the end can not see, only “do not know in which direction to blow ”. In addition, we also see that the author is as dashing as he does not seem to need to know in what direction the wind blows, as long as it has its own spiritual territory. in fact