喜剧人物仰视而后俯瞰自己,总是喜剧中的卑琐人物。穿不红不黑的衣冠,招摇过市;以逗笑自己,为终身乐事。从梦到醒而后到醉,我们总幻想明天,能获得一个最佳的角度,丢出一块石头,捡到三只肥鸟。在该哭的时候笑起来,在该笑的时候哭起来。那些献给主角的嘻笑和掌声,使我们急流勇退,跌入某一扇门洞。冥冥之中的导演啊,遣我到一出悲剧中去吧。我愿在一掬纯净的眼泪中,作一次崇高的亮相。诗人坐在角落里 Comedians look up and then look down on themselves, always a cliché in comedies. Wearing red and not black clothes, swagger through the city; to laugh at themselves for a lifetime of fun. From dreaming to awakening and into drunkenness, our general illusion tomorrow, can get an optimal angle, throwing a stone, picked up three fat birds. Laugh at the time of crying and cry at the time of laughter. Giggs and applause dedicated to the protagonists, so that we jumped back, fell into a doorway. Somewhere in the director ah, sent me to a tragedy to go. I will make a noble appearance in a pure tear. Poet sitting in the corner