散文诗是独立的文体,题材应该更广、更奇、更陌生。节日出门在外,最怕节日。一粒不争气的泪水,总要沁出来。涌成堵,心神不定和惆怅。太多的庆典,太多的花朵在伤口绽放。我一步步退,退到场景以外。好像这样,节日就不在了。 Prose poetry is an independent style, the theme should be broader, more exotic and stranger. Holiday outside, most afraid of the festival. A disappointing tears, always Qin Qin out. Gone into the block, uncertainty and melancholy. Too many celebrations, too many flowers bloom in the wound. I step back and retreat to the scene outside. It looks like this festival is gone.