蝈蝈在笼里唱了不要了那片麦芒我的童年就粘在课本上了读书、读书写题、写题反反复复的时光不要用小手去捏蜻蜓的翅膀不要去看望山坡啃草的小羊那样日子会溜走啊老师会责备更会疼在妈妈的心上简评这个年龄写诗,其实方便的想法只有一个,那就是:想怎么写就怎么写。为什么这么说呢 I sang in the cage, and I didn’t need to have that piece of Maiman. My childhood was stuck in the textbook, reading, writing, and writing questions. Repeated times, don’t use small hands to pinch the wings. Don’t go to see the grass on the hill. The sheep will slip away like that day. The teacher will blame him for hurting his mother’s heart. Commenting on this age to write poetry, there is only one idea that is convenient: it is how to write. Why do you say that?