大多数时候,我们写作者面对的人都只是他自己,一间房、一支笔、一张纸或者一台电脑,如此简单的物件就构成了一个写作者的创作世界。在其中,不管是何种意识形态、价值观,不管拥有什么样的信仰与经历,不管推崇什么主义、流派,文字都是我们不约而同选择的表达方式和出口,它既连接我们与外界,也连接时间与空间,甚至连接着死亡。当我14岁的时候,就在一间十平米左右的房间里开始了秘密地酝酿,我无意中捡到一枚诗歌的种子,将它置于一页草 Most of the time, the people we writers face are just themselves, a room, a pen, a piece of paper, or a computer. Such a simple object constitutes the author’s creative world. No matter what kind of ideology and values, no matter what kind of beliefs and experiences they possess, no matter what kind of ideology, genre and word are respected, they are expressions and exits that we choose from the same choice. It not only connects us with the outside world, but also connects with time And space, and even connected to death. When I was 14, I secretly brewed in a room about ten square meters. I inadvertently picked up the seeds of a poem and placed it on a page of grass