我基本上是个大门不出二门不迈的人。朋友们常在电话里说:你总这么待在家里都待傻了,傻得像个活在新石器时代里的人。长久以来,我一直不清楚,我这种人是否适合写诗,是否能把诗写好?写诗的同时我也读诗,读大量的各种各样的诗,从那些作品里面我能领会出诗人与诗人之间的差别。这种差别往往十分微弱,而正是这个微弱的差别,导致了不同价值产生。这并不是一个形而上的话题,差别往往产生在最形而下的事情上,有时它突然就提醒了我:活得太精明写不出太好的诗。 I’m basically a big door with no one out of two. Friends often say on the phone: you always stay so silly at home, silly like a person living in the Neolithic Age. It has long been unclear whether I, a man of mine, are good at writing poetry or not, and at the same time writing poetry, I also read poetry and read a great variety of poems. From those works, I can understand Differences between poets and poets. This difference is often very weak, and it is this faint difference that leads to different values. This is not a metaphysical topic. Differences often occur in the most fundamental things. Sometimes it suddenly reminds me: live too smart to write good poems.