诗坛是个大江湖,充满了各式各样的物种:老虎,狮子,熊,当然还有狗和鸟,蚂蚁和獾……其实,诗坛之外,还有更大的山林,更大的蓝天和海。还有许多不怎么被诗坛江湖所认领的孤儿,他们生长在民间。他们像自由的风,也像盘旋的鸟。但他们有他们自己的领地,有他们自己的飞翔。很偶然的意外,我发现了禹德志的诗。觉得那是即将成熟的谷粒朝着生命的饱满绽开的诗,是和风细雨中通常看不见的耐寒植 The poetic world is filled with a wide variety of species: tigers, lions, bears, and of course, dogs and birds, ants and badgers ... In fact, there is more forests, bigger skies and sea. There are many orphans who are less well-known to poets and rivers who grew up in the community. They are like a free wind, like a hovering bird. But they have their own territory and have their own fly. Very accidental accident, I found the poetry of Yu Dezhi. I think that is about to mature grain towards the full bloom of poetry, it is the wind and rain can not usually see the hardy plants