清寒玉米香二○○五年,我的第一次日本之旅,抵达的第一座城市是札幌。冬日,黄昏,与大通公园里一座诗人碑合影,有塑像,还有一行诗:沉沉的秋夜在广阔的街道上有烧老玉米的香气。从此记住了这位诗人,而那个旅途,真似乎就一直弥漫着烧老玉米的香气。 Cold corn fragrance In 2005, my first trip to Japan, arrived in Sapporo is the first city. In winter, at dusk, with a poetic monument in Odori Park, there are statues and a line of poetry: a heavy autumn night with the smell of burning old corn on the vast streets. Since then, I remember the poet, and that journey, it seems, has always been filled with the smell of burning old corn.