在丁香花盛开的时节哪儿有地、哪儿有水,哪儿就长着青草。——沃尔特·惠特曼庆幸是在阳春三月里读《草叶集》的,读那些原本就该属于春的诗。我一口气读完了它,似乎也是它本身给了我这样的激情。一时间,蜜蜂、燕子、知更鸟、丁香、杨柳、紫罗兰全都热热闹闹地挤进了我的心房,让我忽然对眼前的 In the season where lilacs bloom, there are lands, where there is water, and where there is grass. Walter Whitman was fortunate to be reading “The Blades of Grass” in March of the Spring Festival, reading those poems that were supposed to belong to the spring. I read it at once, and it seems that it has given me such a passion. For a time, the bees, swallows, robins, cloves, willows, and violets all crowded into my heart and let me suddenly face my eyes.