"Believe in the Future", "Beijing at 4:08", "Mad Dog", "Angry", "In the Mental Hospital", "Home", "Ah, Nietzsche"
< p>This is Beijing at 4:08This is Beijing at 4:08 ,
A sea of ??hands is turning;
This is At 4:08 in Beijing, a majestic whistle blew.
The tall building of Beijing Station suddenly shook violently.
I looked out the window in surprise,
I didn’t know what happened.
I felt a sudden pain in my heart, it must be
My mother’s button-stitching needlework penetrated my chest.
At this time, my heart turned into a kite,
The string of the kite was in my mother’s hand.
The cord was too tight and was about to break.
I had to stick my head out of the carriage window.
It wasn’t until this moment, until this moment,
I didn’t understand what happened.
——A wave of farewells,
will sweep away the station;
Beijing is at my feet,
has slowed down Move slowly.
I waved my arm to Beijing again,
I wanted to grab his collar,
Then I shouted to her loudly:
Always remember me, mother, Beijing!
Finally caught something,
No matter whose hand it is, don’t let go,
Because this is my Beijing,
< p>This is my last Beijing.Love life
Maybe my thin body is like a clinging kudzu vine,
I cannot control my own destiny,
Then please Listen to my voice in the miserable wind and rain, Still whispering repeatedly: love life.
Perhaps after a fierce struggle in life,
I died calmer than the lake.
Please go to the cemetery to look for my inscription,
It is still engraved with: Love life.
I am determined: use pain as a weight,
I am confident: use life as a scale.
I want to express the value of a person's life,
I want future generations to follow my example: love life.
Indeed, I cherish mine very much
That winding wild path,
It is through this winding path,
I just realized such a difficult life.
I walked with my bare feet like a wandering child,
I felt deeply the hardness of the rocks and corners along the way,
In addition, the clumps of trees The thorns blocking the road left a trail of blood with every step I took.
I walked with my bare back like a beggar,
I know well the hunger and cold in the wind and snow in winter,
And the scorching heat of the poisonous sun in summer ,
This makes me cherish every trace of warmth a hundred times.
But I have the personality to challenge the old forces.
Although I have experienced setbacks, I will never take it lightly.
I can live tenaciously until now,
This is because I believe in the future and love life.
Mad Dog
——To those who talk extravagantly about human rights
After enough of the ruthless teasing,
I no longer regard myself as People look at me as if I had become a mad dog, wandering around the world aimlessly.
I am not a mad dog yet,
There is no need to risk hunger and cold,
For this reason I hope to become a mad dog,
More Deeply experience the difficulty of survival.
I am worse than a mad dog!
If a dog is anxious, it can jump out of the wall,
But I can only endure it silently,
I have more bitterness than a mad dog.
If I really become a mad dog
I can break free from this ruthless chain,
Then I will not hesitate,
Abandon the so-called sacred human rights.
The Fish Trilogy
Part 1
The fish moved away with the water under the cold ice,
There was no sound from the fish The child sighed in pain,
Since there is no warm sunshine,
How can we welcome the gorgeous days and nights in life? !
There are no waves in reality,
How can we fight bloody battles?
The future is far from predictable.
How can we place our hopes in it?
Yu'er's only comfort,
is to indulge in sweet memories.
Let the tears of pain and joy,
hold up the faint past again.
Neither the calyx pursued in the spring tide,
Nor a quiet rest under the scorching sun;
Neither the cold wind of early spring,
Nor the ripples of green water in midsummer.
But when nature puts on a white bandage,
The bleeding wound has just healed.
There are no longer lingering dead leaves on the ground,
There is no longer affectionate cold rain hanging in the sky.
How it jumps violently,
In order not to lose its free breathing;
How it fights back crazily,
In order not to lose the interests of the fish.
Although every counterattack always fails,
Although every time it jumps over, it always hits a wall,
However, the brave fish does not give up,
Still gathering strength to make a final effort.
Finally found the weak link,
Okay, arched the waist and jumped up,
The low-hanging tail leaped into the air,
< p>So flexible and so powerful!A faint ray of sunlight casts into the water,
Gently caressing the fish’s bloody fins;
“My child, this is the last time of the year. On the other hand,
The next time we meet will be next spring. "
The fish jumped happily in the sunshine,
from time to time they came out of the water freely. breathe.
The bright red blood melted into the slow flowing water,
Suddenly dancing like a fluttering red flag on the battlefield.
Suddenly, a burst of severe pain
made the fish comatose and sink to the bottom of the water.
My fish, you are still young.
How can you end your life like this? !
Don’t sink anymore, don’t sink anymore,
My heart is whispering in a low voice.
...Finally the fish woke up,
and swam desperately towards the sun again.
When it raised its head out of the water again,
At this time the fish had tried its best.
The cold lips are still moving silently,
The sound of turbulent water has turned into a proud tone: "Never be afraid of the cold wind and snow, never look down on the cold breath of winter "
After that, he turned back to the bottom of the water and swam forward without looking back...
The fish floated along the water under the cold ice,
Not a single fish’s painful sigh was heard.
Since you can’t get any warm sunshine,
Why bother to welcome the gorgeous days and nights in your life? !
Two
Taking advantage of the night, they dug holes in the ice,
The fishermen hurriedly set up the net ropes.
Food and tobacco piled on the shore,
waiting for the blue dawn in the hazy sky.
Why are the hanging stars as crystal clear as tears?
Is there true friendship in the darkness?
But why didn’t the fish get the hint?
The fingers of dawn picked off the panicked cold stars in the sky?
A dazzling beam of sunshine,
shaking the fish so hard to open their eyes,
warming the frozen night dreams
Kindly awakening the sleeping fish:
"My child, do you still know me?
Can you still call me by my name?
Am I still looking for the oracle of my destiny?
Am I still pursuing freedom and light? "
Yu'er heard Sunshine's question,
Opened the confused eyes,
Trying to shake the numb tail,
The double fins flapped the chest from time to time:
"Free sunshine , tell me truthfully,
Is this the coming of hope?
Can there be unpalatable fishing bait on the shore?
Is there a return geese in the sky? Whereabouts? "
Silence, silence, terrible silence,
Not a single echo.
The fish's heart suddenly trembled,
It heard the branches screaming in pain.
The vigilance urges it to move forward immediately,
But the fish is obsessed with this ray of light,
It also wants to take advantage of this ray of sunshine,
< p>See clearly his dim future...When the fish completely lost hope,
Only then could he clearly see the ferocious net rope around him.
"Where is the spring," it said with tears in its eyes
The journey under the ice began again.
Like a fisherman chewing food,
The sun tears the greedy net rope.
In the rising clouds of tobacco,
The fishermen are dreaming of a good harvest.
Three
The awakening spring has finally arrived,
The sword of the sun has shown its power,
Ruthlessly split the ice On the surface of the river,
Ice blocks struggled and collided in the river bed.
An anaconda that has been sleeping under the ice for more than a year,
has just emerged and quickly retracted to the bottom of the river,
a frog who is honored as a front-line singer,
He was also so frightened that he hurriedly fled in all directions.
My fish, my fish,
Where are you, where are you?
Even if you die after waiting all winter,
It’s time for your body to come up!
Really, the fish is really dead,
The eyes are like the indifferent moon,
The gills moved slightly just now,
< p>Now it's like a calming wave. < /p>But it fell on the ice that will eventually melt.
The fish struggled desperately on the ice before it died
The sun hurriedly withdrew its light behind the clouds--
She couldn't bear to see it To her child,
The young Yu'er ended up like this.
Yu'er is full of desire to devote himself:
"Sun, I am your son,
Hurry up and draw your sword,
I would like to die with the ice! "
Really, the fish is really dead,
The eyes are like the cold moon,
The gills that moved slightly just now are now like calm waves.
The green leaves of New Year one after another,
falling without wind, flying one after another,
and the drizzle like teardrops,
Bury the fish's body quietly.
It is a pile of sharp-edged fish bones,
It is also a pile of rich spiritual minerals,
The green grave of my soul,
Has it ever caused people to think deeply and reverie...
When the ice has disappeared, the river will no longer be turbulent.
Frogs jumped out of the bamboo bushes,
Anacondas swam out of the floating algae.
The anaconda was full and listened quietly.
The frog sang a moving condolence song.
The anaconda shed tears of sympathy,
When the frog sang about the death of the fish.