Original poem:
I used to parade across the square.
have one's head shaved clean—score no points in a game
In order to find the sun better
But in the crazy season
Turn around and cross the fence.
Meet those cold-faced goats.
Until it's like going from saline-alkali land
See the ideal on white paper
I arched my back.
I thought I found someone to tell the truth.
The only way, like
Grilled fish dreams of the ocean.
Hooray! I just gave a fucking cry.
Beards will grow.
Tangled, like countless centuries.
I must fight against history.
Use knives and idols
Form a confrontation, not a response.
The world in the eyes of flies
In that pile of quarrelling books
We separated safely.
Sell small money for every star.
I lost the bet overnight.
Belt, naked back to this world.
Light a silent cigarette
This is the fatal blow at midnight.
Turn it over in the sky
I was hung upside down.
Hanging on an old tree like a mop.
Look into the distance from a height
First of all, we understand the unity of poetry format as a whole. Unified thought, coherent process and logical spatial order can all be expressed in this integrated format.
The poem "I walked through the square/shaved my head/in order to find the sun better" put people in the scene from the beginning. "Zeng" is a memory qualifier. Poetry as a whole is a past tense. A positive step shows the author's attitude. The three verbs "go", "scrape" and "seek" in succession depict the confused mentality of a cynical young man. The "sun" is a symbol, while the "bald head" is a progressive image of the sun.
"But in the crazy season/turn, cross the fence/meet those indifferent goats/until you see the ideal from the saline-alkali land/white paper", in which "que" is a turn of thought, followed by a turn of action. Because this is a "crazy season", it is a "crazy season" that can make poets crazy. This turning point can better highlight the author's rebellious psychology. "Fence" is a symbol, a symbol of mental imprisonment, and also a symbol of psychological isolation. Therefore, the goats we saw were indifferent. Goats think of saline-alkali and saline-alkali think of white paper, which is a progressive thinking in image. This progressive thought is common in misty poetry. The ideal on white paper is "blank", and the poem mentions "blank". He put this blank into this poem psychologically, which has considerable thinking value.
"I arched my back/thought I had found the only way to express the truth, just like a grilled fish dreaming of the ocean." The author's hunching back will attract the reader's attention, and it is also the author's conditioned reflex to everything he sees. Is this kind of action a kind of pressure or a kind of psychological fear? Fear is the only way to express the truth. "Grilled fish dream of the ocean", they are dying and have beautiful fantasies about the places where they once lived. Here, metaphor and personification are used together to deepen poetry. This profundity hides the truth.
"long live! I only shouted/my beard grew/tangled, like countless centuries/I had to take a knife and make relatives with history/idols, not to cope with "the value and meaning of life are everywhere." "long live! "Expressing emotions beyond the author's control, this kind of cheers is filled with passion for praise. However, the author is so excited that the beard is the only derivative. They have been tangled like tangled roots for countless centuries. In the world where "knife and idol" coexist, there will be war. This is an era of cold weapons. This kind of war has only become relative, which is unexpected. But it also shows that there are many cases of marriage in history. The word "coping" indicates a public attitude, but this attitude is a negation. Negation adds depth and obscurity to poetry.
"The world is split from the fly's eyes/among the quarrelling books/we split it safely." From micro to macro, we can see the big division of small pieces. This division is a quarrel, a quarrel on the pile of books. Our law-abiding is superficial law-abiding, mandatory law-abiding and restricted public opinion. This is exactly the confusion that a hazy poet wants to express but can't.
I lost my bet/belt overnight, and returned to this world naked/lit a silent cigarette/gave this fatal shot at midnight/turned it over that day/hung upside down like a mop on an old tree/looked out. From "star" to "penny", the author made a bet objectively and naturally. There is no certainty of victory in this bet, and the author is unable to confront the world, leaving only the idea of "nakedness", which is this albino poem. This is the summary of the whole poetry festival. Among them, "lit cigarette" and "gun" are so close. This is a depressing force that has been pent up for a long time. Being shot down this time turned out to be his own ideal. When we do this, we "look out" with a watching attitude. We didn't fall into reality, we hung on the dead tree of thought. Comment.
Now we can segment the language of poetry, which is the segmentation of my comments. Ideological knot, we can connect them together.