沈阳北陵日伪秘密监狱一间刚能转开身的暗室里,日伪特务拖进去一个昏死的青年,他浑身上下布满了鞭痕、烙印和电击伤,看不见一块皮肤的本色,混浊的血水不断从身上流下来,染红了他身下的土地…… 过了很长时间,他苏醒过来,艰难地拖动着刑后的躯体,拿出珍藏的草纸和小铅笔头,躲避着看守的监视,在昏暗的光线下,颤抖地写着、写着……终于,一篇篇激越的诗章在这充满血腥的铁窗里诞生了:“暗室虽没有日 Shenyang Beiling Maternity Puppet Prison Just turned to the dark room, the Japanese spy agent dragged into a fainting youth, he covered up and down the whip marks, burns and electric shock, can not see the true nature of a skin, Turbid blood continued to flow from his body and dyed the land beneath him ... After a long period of time, he woke up, dragged the body behind the punishment with difficulty, took out the collection of paper and small pencil head, to avoid Watched by the watchman, shivering in the dim light, he wrote ... Finally, an epic poem was born in this bloody iron window: "The darkroom, without days,