“黑夜给了我黑色的眼睛 我却用它寻找光明” 已经不知道是第几次读这首诗了,只是当我一字一字地将它抄在纸面上时,依然有一种难以抑制的震撼。在这个频频被廉价的忧伤与深沉击中的时代里,顾城用他这首穿透了时光阻隔的诗,令我获得一种宝贵的思考的权力。 “The darkness gave me black eyes, but I used it to search for light.” I do not know how many times I read this poem, but when I ditched it across the paper, there was still an unquenchable The shock. In this time of frequent low-cost sadness and deep hit, Gu’s use of his first poem that has been blocked by time has given me a valuable power of reflection.