《手写》 作者 董辑 在这个计算机的时代 我坚持手写 坚持在电视机前 坐着一个倔强的灵魂 我坚持和月亮交谈 坚持在鸽子的翅膀上 翻阅蓝天这本大书 在这个霓虹灯的时代 我坚持将手伸向彩虹 伸向秋夜的天空
在这个波音飞机和NBA的时代 我坚持手写 坚持在一朵枯萎的野花前 坦露出心灵中最柔软的部分 我坚持站在一张白纸的高度上 去摸那颗李白摸过的星星 我坚持手写 坚持和孤独站在一起 站成市场经济中的戏剧性 我坚持在西服的口袋里 揣上梦中的景物和诗歌的草稿 我坚持将晚霞、虫鸣和旧日记 一起锁在抽屉里 我坚持对世界微笑 我坚持将高傲和烟卷一起点燃 并让痛苦和烟雾一起 在同事们的交谈和晚秋的风中 袅袅飘散
Handwriting In this computer age I insist on handwriting in front of the television a stubborn soul sit there and insist I insist on chatting with the moon looking over the blue sky aloft wings of pigeon In the age of neon light I insist on stretching hands to the rainbow to the sky of autumn night
In the age of Boeing and NBA I insist on handwriting, baring the flexible part of my heart in front of a wilted flowers I insist on standing the height as a piece of paper and feeling that star touched by Li Bai I insist on handwriting standing with loneliness I insist on carrying dreaming scenes and poetry drafts in my suit pokect I insist on locking sunset cloud,bug buzz and past diary into drawer I insist on smiling to the whole world I insist on firing pride and cigarette together and making pain and smoke dissolved slowly into fellows' talking and late autumn wind
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