醉汉把短短的巷子走成一条曲折回荡的万里愁肠左一脚十年右一脚十年母亲啊我正努力向您走来([台湾]非马)【赏读】初读诗歌,感觉似乎平淡无奇:诗中刻画了一个醉汉的形象———喝得醉醺醺的,跌跌撞撞,深一脚浅一脚地走在一条迂回曲折的小巷里,简直找不到回家的方向。细细品味之后 The drunkard walks the short alley into a tortuous reverberation of thousands of miles of intestines. Left foot is ten years. The right foot is ten years. Mother, I’m trying to reach you ([Taiwan] is not a horse) [Reading] I read poetry, I feel It seems unpretentious: the poem portrays a drunkard--drinking drunkard, stumbles, and walks deep in one foot in a twisting alley, where no direction can be found. After savoring