Ouyang Yu reading：《你想清楚没有》

By Ouyang Yu


全诗如下，刚从手机上抄下来，是2019年8月22号晚上写的：

《你想清楚没有？》

你想清楚没有？
你回到那个国家
除了教书之外，别无他路可走
如果只是写书
活都活不下去
你想清楚没有？
回到这个国家
你连工作都没有
写书无处发表
发表也无钱可赚
你想清楚没有？
你又怕死，不敢自杀
也不喜欢跟人交流
接下去都不知道
自己能活多久
你想清楚没有？
你失望和希望相比
谁比谁大，谁比谁小
你想活下去的欲望
是不是比二者更成熟
你想清楚没有？
你的生命是否
还未开始，就已结束
人生的道路再多
你也无路可走
你想清楚没有？
是不是自作自受
没有钱的事业
又没有上帝在其中
你说是不是，根本就没有搞头
你想清楚没有？
这是不是一场噩梦
这是不是一场始终
赛不完的球赛
赢者也是输的最终
你想清楚没有？

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Jade said…
我还没想清楚[捂脸]
March 30, 2020 at 10:15 PM
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