读到蒙古族女诗人哈森的诗集《风的印记》,是在辛卯除夕的内蒙古集宁。在这个冬与春交接的节气里,展读一位诗人以诗的语言行为舞蹈出的心路历程,我惊喜地看到科尔沁安岱舞的热烈粗犷在哈森的笔下,却也可以如此深邃、宁静,一如一部科尔沁韵文史诗,单纯地被一位远离却深深热爱故乡的游子打磨得如故乡的高音四胡,其清越如天音地籁,其深沉如月落星稀。在漫漫冬夜里,4个季 Reading Mongolian poet Hassan’s poem “Wind Seal”, is in Xinmai New Year Eve, Inner Mongolia Jining. In the solar terms of winter and spring, I read a poet’s poem’s poetic dance and I was pleasantly surprised to see the warm and rugged Horchin Dai Dai dance in Haase’s pen, but it can be so deep and quiet , Just as a Horqin verse and epic poetry, simply by a far away but deeply loving hometown wandering polished hometown treble four Hu, Qing Yue, such as the sound of heaven and earth, its deep as the moon and stars. In the long winter night, four seasons