“我的灯和酒坛上落满灰尘,而遥远的路程上却干干净净。”不经意间,我被海子这句话打动了。理想主义者的内心世界,会有一条横亘的大道、一条翻滚的河流、一轮当空的红日;在那条路上他们踽踽独行,在那条河里他们砥砺向前,他们如同夸父般追逐着理想的太阳,奉献出绚烂的生命。每个时代都有无数的“夸父”追逐太阳。鲜花盛开的罗马广场上,布鲁诺高昂着 “My lights and jars full of dust, but the distance is clean. ” Inadvertently, I was moved by this sentence Haizi. In the inner world of the idealist, there will be an avenue, a rolling river, an empty red day; on the way they are lonely, and in the river they will be forthright, Chasing the ideal sun, giving a gorgeous life. Every era has countless “Kuafu ” chasing the sun. Blooming flower in the Roman Forum