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海子,你曾经是我仰慕,而今依然崇敬的才情诗人。德令哈,你是我生命的摇篮,而今是我灵魂的家因。今晚,稀有的雨水酣畅淋漓,终结了西部流金的仲夏,使干旱已久的戈壁小城顿时变得湿润清新,夜色朦胧。恰在此刻,我又想起了你——海子,一个自小饱饮鱼米甘醇,也钟情北国麦香的诗歌俊杰。不是因为你曾经到过我的故乡,也不是因为你曾经在细雨迷蒙的夜晚,挤在硬座车厢里忍受烟酒的熏烤、思索人类和爱的命题;更不是因为你在德令哈骚动的月台上,突然感到茫然无助和忧都彷徨……
Hai Zi, you used to be admired me, now still revered talented poet. Delingha, you are the cradle of my life, and now is the reason of my soul. Tonight, the rare rain dripping, the end of the summer midsummer of gold, the drought has long been a Gobi town suddenly become wet and fresh, night blurred. Just at this moment, I remembered you - Haizi, a young man who drank fish rice glycol, but also love the North poem Junjie handsome. Not because you’ve been to my hometown, or because you’ve been in the hard-nosed carriage for a long time to endure the smoking and drinking of tobacco and alcohol, to think about the propositions of mankind and love, not because of your turmoil in Delhi On the platform, I suddenly felt helpless and worried.