顾城的诗,这几句出自哪一首诗?
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时间：2023-11-04 10:10
( 顾城1981年3月所作)
也许
我是被妈妈宠坏的孩子
我任性
我希望
每一个时刻
都像彩色蜡笔那样美丽
我希望
能在心爱的白纸上画画
画出笨拙的自由
画下一只永远不会
流泪的眼睛
一片天空
一片属于天空的羽毛和树叶
一个淡绿的夜晚和苹果
我想画下早晨
画下露水
所能看见的微笑
画下所有最年轻的
没有痛苦的爱情
画下想象中
我的爱人
她没有见过阴云
她的眼睛是晴空的颜色
她永远看着我
永远，看着
绝不会忽然掉过头去
我想画下遥远的风景
画下清晰的地平线和水波
画下许许多多快乐的小河
画下丘陵——
长满淡淡的茸毛
我让它们挨得很近
让它们相爱
让每一个默许
每一阵静静的春天激动
都成为一朵小花的生日
我还想画下未来
我没见过她，也不可能
但知道她很美
我画下她秋天的风衣
画下那些燃烧的烛火和枫叶
画下许多因为爱她
而熄灭的心
画下婚礼
画下一个个早早醒来的节日——
上面贴着玻璃糖纸
和北方童话的插图
我是一个任性的孩子
我想涂去一切不幸
我想在大地上
画满窗子
让所有习惯黑暗的眼睛
都习惯光明
我想画下风
画下一架比一架更高大的山岭
画下东方民族的渴望
画下大海——
无边无际愉快的声音
最后，在纸角上
我还想画下自己
画下一只树熊
他坐在维多利亚深色的丛林里
坐在安安静静的树枝上
*
他没有家
没有一颗留在远处的心
他只有，许许多多
浆果一样的梦
和很大很大的眼睛
我在希望
在想
但不知为什么
我没有领到蜡笔
没有得到一个彩色的时刻
我只有我
我的手指和创痛
只有撕碎那一张张
心爱的白纸
让它们去寻找蝴蝶
让它们从今天消失
我是一个孩子
一个被幻想妈妈宠坏的孩子
我任性
英文版
I am a wilful child
perhaps
My mother was spoiled child
I wayward
I hope
Every moment
As beautiful as crayons
I hope
The white paper in love can draw
Draw clumsy freedom
Draw a never
Tears in eyes
Sky
A sky plumage and leaves
A green night and apples
I want to paint in the morning
Under the picture
Can see the smile
Under the picture all the young
No pain of love
She hadn't seen clouds
Her eyes are clear color
She looked at me forever
Forever, watching
Never suddenly fell away
I want to paint distant scenery
Under the picture of the horizon and the water is clear
Painted many happy river
Under the picture
Lightly covered with fluff
I let them get very close
Let them fall in love
Let each one
Each a silent spring throb
Have become a little birthday
I also want to paint in the future
I haven't seen her, it is impossible
But know that she is very beautiful
I painted her coat of autumn
Under the burning candle painting and maple leaf
Painted many because love her
And out of the heart
Under the picture
Draw a woke up early
The glass wrappers above
And the fairy tales illustrations
I am a wilful child
I want to wipe away all the unfortunate
I think in the earth
Painted with Windows
Let all habits dark eyes
All light
I want to paint surface
Draw a frame under a higher than the mountains
Draw down the Orient
Under the picture
A voice of limitless
Finally, in the paper Angle
I also want to paint
Draw a koala
He sat on the dark jungle in Victoria
Sit quietly branches
Become speechless
He had no home
No one in the distance
He only, many
The same dream. Berries
And a big, big eyes
I hope
think
But I wonder why
I didn't receive crayons
Don't get a color moment
I only have me
My fingers and trauma
Only the pieces
Love her
Let them go looking for a butterfly
Let them vanish from today
I was a child
A mother is spoiled child fantasies
I wayward
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