当时尚的诗歌价值判断把指点世界的手指转向内心独白的时候,大自然却在这些诗人的视野之外大美其美,这无疑是对诗歌价值偏执的一个反讽。而当我们阅读热烈赞美大自然的诗歌作品时,这种感觉就会更加强烈。比如:读普冬先生的《太阳穿过白桦树丛》时,我就觉得它是一首优美的大美自然的热烈颂辞。它不但情感真挚热烈,意象密集有序,结构严谨独特,而且修辞简约高效,诗情画意兼美,节奏韵味俱佳,让人爱不释卷。 When the fashionable judgments of poetry turn the finger pointing the world into inner monologue, nature is beautifully exposed beyond the poet’s vision. This is undoubtedly an irony of the paranoid value of poetry. And this feeling gets stronger as we read verse pieces that warmly celebrate nature. For example, when reading Mr. Pudin’s “Sun through the birch grove,” I think it is a warm and beautiful tribute to the beauty of the United States. It is not only emotional warm and sincere, dense and orderly imagery, the structure of rigorous and unique, and simple and efficient rhetoric, poetic and beautiful, rhythmic charm, people love not to mention.