A 我力践于一种简约、奔跑、义无反顾和戛然中止,像一把断裂的刀子,锈迹缠身,镶刻了可能的诗句。需要重铸的依旧是内心的飞行、吹鸣、隐忍和迎头痛击——因此,我执义于诗歌的正义和血,吟唱深处的速度和加速度,泥沙俱下,坚守甚至退却,即使含有隐约的失败和微明的真理。 A I practice in a simple, running, irresponsible and abrupt end, like a broken knife, rust ridden, inlaid with the possible verse. Needs to be re-cast is still the inner flight, blowing, forbearing and head-on blow - therefore, I righteousness in the poetry of justice and blood, singing the depth and acceleration, all-embracing, even retreat, even with vague failure And the twilight truth.