In the poem, after a few sentences, the fragile soul is easily revealed. My heart is a city/the smallest city, Gu Cheng said. Our hearts, aren't they? The tension between Gu Cheng's seemingly innocent and straightforward poetry text and the intriguing poetry theme is the characteristic and charm of Gu Cheng's poetry.
In the poem "Small Town", we can easily read the looming loneliness and sadness in the poet's mind. Out of the pursuit of ideals and dissatisfaction with reality, the poet's heart is like a mountain city far from the hustle and bustle of the city, neither strict nor sacred, like a green leaf, as light as a bunch of azaleas, as light as a mist, and the poet's innocent heart is lonely. Reading his poems is a search for life and an analysis of the soul. Every time I read Gu Cheng's poems, I have different feelings. Reading his poems, we always feel that we are facing a child who will never grow up: sometimes with big round eyes, blinking, sometimes with chin propped up, slightly meditating, sometimes with fingers pulled out, holding nails, mumbling ... Those feelings, ideas, fantasies and experiences arising from virginity always have the brilliance of humility, innocence and curiosity.
Gu Cheng used black eyes to call a generation to look for light, but he finally walked into the darkness. Is this the fate of the poet? This is a sigh ... Did the world make poets, or did the world kill them? Our hearts need to be moved, and our lives need good poems. Bless those poets who left us early, and may those whose lives stop and their souls move forward be as beautiful as autumn leaves. ......