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“天下本无事,庸人自扰之。”庸子,顾名思义,庸人也。

 
 
 

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徐辉,笔名:庸子。妈妈说:吃地瓜干粥长大的孩子,满脑子糊涂。一根筋喜欢诗,写诗,看诗。上世纪九十年代开始发表作品,先后出版诗集《清风徐来》、《象征十四行》合著《九诗人诗选》,现为国际华语作家协会终身会员、中国诗歌协会会员、山东省作家协会会员。诗歌是可以记录历史的,以我们的方式记录历史、展望未来。

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[原创诗歌]城里人.都市.一切在变.雀儿无归处  

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                                                                       城里人      

                                                                  看他若有所思  

                                                                  其实思维是    空白    

                                                                  看他忙忙碌碌    

                                                                  其实事业是   空白     

                                                                  看他风度翩翩      

                                                                  其实内心是    空白

                                                                  看他温文尔雅

                                                                   其实道德是    空白

                                                                   看他超然脱俗

                                                                   其实艺术是    空白

                                                                   有时真的不可思意

                                                                   其实城市是     空白 

 

                                                                         都市       

                                                                 独 自走在大街上     

                                                                 两边接憧而来的     

                                                                 是集木似的大厦     

                                                                 一条兰天

                                                                几朵白云   

                                                                已经很拥挤了 

                                                               我的都市    

                                                               白云在角逐         

                                                               路遇熟人不得以   

                                                               打声招呼    

                                                               堆一脸的热情   

                                                               我很认真地看他很认真地编着瞎话    

                                                               他详 装吃惊地听我谈所有人都知道的新闻      

                                                               然后彼此干咳两声又热情地告别   

                                                              我举头遥望那几朵白云      

                                                              我的都市       

                                                              我的心在抽泣

     

                                                                     一切在变     

                                                              兰兰的天空 ,   

                                                              阳光很好。目标 , 

                                                              我看不清你。    

                                                              一切都是变色的 ,    

                                                              所以,一切在变,    

                                                              这才是都市独到的风光.      

                                                              渐渐远去的鸽哨 ,   

                                                              没有方向,      

                                                              留下的很象鞭子 ,

                                                              对我狠狠地抽打 .  

                                                             人生,我觉得太累。

    

                                                                           雀无归处    

                                                                   自从你进了这栋楼    

                                                                   对面的那家小店    

                                                                   我便常常的光顾    

                                                                   印度咖啡麦卷酥    

                                                                   然后,看着冰冷的面孔  

                                                                   城市很怪   ,   大块大块的茶色玻璃     

                                                                   外面看不见里头   

                                                                   突然一只鸟飞撞在玻璃上    

                                                                  当场毙命

                                                                  都市 ,  都市    雀儿没有归处。 

 

                                                                                  

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