杰克·克鲁亚克、艾伦·金斯堡、威廉·伯罗斯、尼尔·卡萨迪 ,那些响当当的名字 ,那些灵气逼人的怪杰 ,他们更像是一群永远都长不大的孩子 ,纯真、善良 ,以裸露和嚎叫与物化世界对抗 ,内心充满了难以名状的迷茫和忧伤———“在日趋浓烈的人类工业烟雾中 ,他们光着凡身带着滴血的翅膀 ,飞过美国物质主义的天空。” Jack Kerouac, Alan Ginsburg, William Burrows, Neil Cassidy, the ringing names, those relentless geeks, who are more like a group of never grow up Children, innocence, kindness, confrontation with the materialized world with bareness and howling, the heart filled with the indescribable confusion and sadness --- “In the increasingly intense human industrial smog, they are wearing a bloody wings, Fly over the sky of American materialism. ”