As far as Gu Cheng is concerned, his childhood was full of dreams, but when he was a teenager, his dreams were shattered by reality, and the naive teenager suppressed himself. Facing the atrocities, agitation and bloody smell in the Red Sea during the Cultural Revolution, his sensitive heart became fearful and even deformed. He longs for pure blue sky, pure white clouds, pure life and love, but the pollution and cruelty of reality have increasingly led to his inner desolation and sadness. The world he wrote is often pure at first, and it is a "paradise" built with the sound and color of "sterling silver", but in the end it all belongs to a gloomy world in the gray line of sight under sadness. The poet's mind is distorted, and the poet's line of sight is also distorted, so everything in the vision has changed its original form.
The desolation and sadness in Gu Cheng's poems are actually the desolation and sadness in his helpless mood, such as the poem "Bubble": two free bubbles/rising from the depths of the dream sea ……/misty silver fog/dispersed in the breeze/I am like a child/hold on to you gradually blurred/vainly trying to bring the bubbles back/back to the land of reality. Gu Cheng has been doing this kind of work all his life, bringing bubbles to real land. He knew it was futile, but he couldn't stop himself. The greatest sorrow of people is not knowing that it is futile, but knowing that it is futile and still being done. Gu Cheng is such a person. He knows what kind of reality this is and that reality will not accept his dreams and fantasies, but he still can't live without his dreams and the pure and beautiful paradise that he has been longing for. It is this situation that can't bring the bubble back to the real earth that has created such a poet Gu Cheng, whose poems are full of desolation and sadness.
As far as Gu Cheng is concerned, his childhood was full of dreams, but when he was a teenager, his dreams were shattered by reality, and the naive teenager suppressed himself. Facing the atrocities, agitation and bloody smell in the Red Sea during the Cultural Revolution, his sensitive heart became fearful and even deformed. He longs for pure blue sky, pure white clouds, pure life and love, but the pollution and cruelty of reality have increasingly led to his inner desolation and sadness. The world he wrote is often pure at first, and it is a "paradise" built with the sound and color of "sterling silver", but in the end it all belongs to a gloomy world in the gray line of sight under sadness. The poet's mind is distorted, and the poet's line of sight is also distorted, so everything in the vision has changed its original form.