Their pain is words difficult to describe, their pain makes sorrow become a cupboard. Their talent is admirable, their man is commemorated; in addition, let us with sympathy, and then in they have suffered from the low before suffering head now.
The year that day, I was a child, the XiaoShanBao in my hometown, slowly grow up, and that a year of this one day, but you refuse to leave the world, just like you said in the poem, I come from a far country, you far off. And today, maybe you were in heaven, perhaps you have built their kingdom of the poem, and I, but in the dark of the night wind up overflowing look you--haizi.
That day is your birthday, and that day is your fete-day.
That was in 1989 on March 26, I don't know if that's a sunset the afternoon sky, isn't there a crow sing late, I just know, you get to the next track shanhaiguan, you lie gently down, and then put a few book cover in yourself, they are the "bible" and "walden", "the solitary raft the sea" and "kang Della nonsense choose". I don't know, when the train coming slowly, what did you think, is you see in Tibet of scene of the celestial burial, or do you see the sun in his poetry, or see your poetry of the kingdom.
Someone said: "......, as if their kingdom not on earth, but in heaven-they are not the people in the world. As he said: "my kingdom is not here." haizi non-personalization poetry pedigree and differentiate the two people 'prince' and 'king'. 'prince' is to point to in the 'original' power around the lyric poets, like van gogh, Shelley, leaves, and so on, the holderlin's, in their original power to dance around, 'king' is' original power can be a subject of power "poet, use, such as Dante, Goethe, etc. In the fall of 'deep, king in writing poetry." haizi is to do the king." Yes, you do is make the king, but you not, so, you use your life that make you king. And you are to give others left: "facing the ocean warm spring" such a beautiful aspiration, but no one knows, this is your last left to the world of dreams.
Sometimes I think, if your father is not so against you resign from the post of the university, and let you go to hainan founded newspapers, you will leave so early? I don't know, or this is the...... arrange it, the clouds in the sky in the bottle of water, that is your path. The world is only a sad, but we are eager to cycle, the world only results, but we were both eager to if.
Suddenly think of Schopenhauer, he said: "for a tragedy, it only performance is important. Act" Yes, only performance fearless is important, but there are a few people can do it? The Russian hughes, because in the dead of Achilles enjoys a high reputation and to congratulate him, Achilles but said: "no, the great Russian bottom hughes ah, don't be so relaxed and happy to talk about killed it. I would rather dead in a helper, with no land, with no property of the poor work, also don't want to all of the dead have power."
And you, it is so easy, no change of the feet of snow, the stomach only a few disc an orange, as you are gone, in the train roared, you bring along with the mountain train, to you the place to be. I don't know if this hate you, hate you shut the door, the door of the era of waving the white.
The Galileo, said: "that make us feel happy like a sleep in the bosom of god, not in the same happiness of passion, just remove the shackles, happiness open the chains happiness." I think, this is the only thing you can open the way you in chains. Just too intense and too sad but again too light, too shocked. As a famous professor of Peking University XieMian sir say: "the comet's fall to the person with shock; his time and his fall falling way, his life seems to be just to shine. He put the very limited life enrichment, let him in a short time, show the whole of life brilliant." I don't know if he read your poetry, I also don't know if he know your thoughts, but I know that he understands the way you, someone said you pursue the sun, yes, and the biggest cost you use, is life.
But if beg but not, what will happen? I sometimes think. You ever at "the night" in concludes by yourself, I have three kinds of suffering, stray, love, live, I have three kind of happiness, poetry, the throne, the sun. But these belong to you? Your footprint through qinghai, Tibet, sichuan, etc, you love to have from Mongolia's senior intellectuals home girl, a newspaper reporter from snow area plateau, there are television girl, and your survival, always with the book, over the company always with poetry, however these for you, are suffering, maybe these are you anxious heart caused it, when you most admire in the heart the girl's parents find the school, when school also highly pressure, your heart lost, so you wander and start looking for, but again and again because you lose your love, and these are live, how could this call you don't bitter? But your happiness is so far away, and your poetry out a pair of grain, and a few other people XiChuan can read besides, who will know that you are the ambitions of the poetry, who can understand you tell? Your throne and the sun was intolerable.
Schopenhauer said: "if someone knocked at the door of the grave, asked if the people inside a willing to live again, they will shake head decline." Will it? If someone knock on your door. You will refuse to again of meteor across, like stars in the people's minds?
Maybe in the people's minds is not what you expected, you won't like Rousseau, hoping to enter XianXianCi, you will only have to do with your own business. Suddenly remembered you receive your mother to Beijing on the scene, you and your mother for a walk, a leadership looking for you to speak, you just deal with it. Your mother ask you why, you say that leadership what all don't understand, XiongWuDianMo. Your mother to scold you, because he doesn't know you, don't know you this child, although have a division, but you are a big boy.
Anqing, your home, I haven't had the chance to the land. Sometimes, I think, you and half a century ago, your a anqing people, is also a time of the outcast, but that person, is Chen. Less read Chen duxiu, old don't read hu shi. Somebody said so, about this, I've been not how to understand, until I saw the old age hu shi, Chen duxiu's old age by works, he said with a smile: "he finally understand." And at that time, I also understand.
May said Chen is a period outcast, a little bit, but should not many people know that in 1942, he KeSi jiangjin, all things are also representing the squire round, as he lay in jiangjin big XiMenDingShan tracks, I don't know, he isn't really on the high road, "shall LongXing training", the home countries of the world dream he is happy to still have a little bit of pain?
These we all don't know, but I see you in the biography of time, my heart has been hung, because we know that the results coming step by step, when I saw you to Tibet see the celestial burial, my heart suddenly is cool, I suddenly remembered his, thinking of his struggle, that is in 1940, Chen duxiu have experienced that simply, he is in prison and his wife PanLanZhen overt *** and scold the way: "Lao tze offense, Lao tze *** no offense." Yes, in addition, he return to have what? What can be done? Free all have no. The kuomintang doyenne yellow less wrote this valley couplet: "the successful revolution hero or think martyrs, and rivers change color after Mr. They have failed. Die hard" Perhaps that time you, that when he, not the same, however, you are all the same, have deserted, just, where did you find the hope, you believe in reincarnation, you be Tibet religious feelings deeply shocked, and he always just a four corners of the sky, far on the other side of the mountain, about the rectification movement, he had nothing to do with......
Friedrich Nietzsche wrote: "who will eventually acoustic shock the world, will long since silent. Who will deep lit, like the lightning heart long drifted." I don't know, you actually have been such a drift, for the sake of you of the throne, for the sake of you of the sun. You said: "we in the crush our wheels engraved in how much poetry." This, I don't know, but I also seems to see some.
Long long ago, a preacher of the apprentice, sell, so he took to the cross, three days after the resurrection, after his one thousand seven hundred and seventy-eight years, a man died of poor and the doctor diagnosed type of heart diseases persecution, died before he was down the carriage, save by the dog injury, so local newspaper said he died of a dog trample, before he died said a words: "the Lord almighty! The weather is so clear, not a cloud, god is waiting for me." In one thousand nine hundred and ten, a once, old man left his stopped, walked into the Russian original forest, he wrote the words, "when I saw in my side of the dying enemy, I love him. This is the first time I feel love." Someone evaluation he said: "he had become myth, his life a legend, and the human lofty his fight to be our intention in violation of every age and the idol." And writing this, Japan occupied in the Philippines of that day of, the couple both suicide.
