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面对一座山,我是一棵榛子树山入云,我离地三尺山蜿蜒逶迤,我跟着左左右右是夜,被零星的鸟声拉扯梦断,有月坠落我已习惯张开双臂左手接梦,右手接月雨水说落就落若不先湿我的发,或先湿我的衣如果那把伞一再挂在墙上就会先湿我的心面对风,偶尔风暴我不回避,迎上去就是刻上去我是它皮肤上的文身不是合群,而是孤独让你出众。人与野兽的区别有很多,会不会觉得孤独、会不会享受孤独算一个。美国诗人伊丽莎白·毕肖普也曾对孤独有过这样的无奈与欣悦:唯有孤独恒常如新。太阳每一天都是新的,孤独也是。比孤独更重要的是人对待孤独的态度,如果你把孤独看
In the face of a mountain, I am a hazelnut tree and a mountain, I wander the three foot mountain meandering, I followed left and right night, I was dreaming of sporadic birds, I had a habit of falling open Left hand to pick up the dream, right hand to catch the rain on the rain drop down if not first my hair, or wet my clothes first If the umbrella repeatedly hung on the wall will wet my heart Facing the wind, and occasionally the storm I do not To avoid, to meet up is engraved on my skin tattoo it is not gregarious, but lonely let you outstanding. There are many differences between man and beast, will not feel lonely, will not be able to enjoy loneliness. The American poet Elizabeth Bishop also once had such helplessness and joy in loneliness: only loneliness is always new. The sun is new every day, so is loneliness. More important than loneliness is the way people treat loneliness if you look alone