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Does anyone know the poem "Forefinger"?

My real name is Guo Lusheng, born in 1948. During the "Cultural Revolution", he was persecuted for rescuing a teacher who was surrounded and beaten. In 1968, he joined the army in Shanxi. In 1970, he joined a factory as a worker. He joined the army in 1971 and was demobilized in 1973. He once worked at the Beijing Institute of Optoelectronics Technology. Due to the strong stimulation he suffered in the army, he suffered schizophrenia and was admitted to a mental hospital. He began to write poetry during the "Cultural Revolution", and "Believe in the Future" was criticized by Jiang Qing. His poems were passed on and copied by friends and educated youths who jumped in the queue, and became widely popular throughout the country and had a profound influence. Even in a mental hospital, he did not stop creating.

Believe in the future

When the spider web mercilessly sealed my stove

When the remaining smoke of ashes sighs the sorrow of poverty

I still stubbornly spread the ashes of disappointment

Write with beautiful snowflakes: Believe in the future

When my purple grapes turn into late autumn dew

When My flowers are nestled in the feelings of others

I still stubbornly write on the desolate earth with the dead vines of frost: Believe in the future

I I want to use my fingers to express the waves that rush to the horizon

I want to use my palm to support the sea of ??the sun

The warm and beautiful pen swaying with the dawn

Use The child's handwriting wrote: Believe in the future

The reason why I firmly believe in the future

I believe in the eyes of people in the future

She has brushed aside the dust of history Eyelashes

She has pupils that can see through the passages of time

No matter what people think about our rotten flesh

The melancholy of being lost and the pain of failure

Should we express moved tears and deep sympathy

Or give a contemptuous smile and bitter ridicule

I firmly believe that people have deep feelings for us

Those countless explorations, losses, failures and successes

will definitely give enthusiastic, objective and fair evaluations

Yes, I am anxiously waiting for their evaluation

Friends, believe firmly in the future

Believe in indomitable efforts

Believe in youth that defeats death

Believe in the future and love life

(1968 Beijing)

This is Beijing at 4:08

This is Beijing at 4:08 ,

One hand The ocean is churning;

This is Beijing at 4:08,

A majestic whistle blows.

The tall building of Beijing Station suddenly shook violently.

I looked out the window in surprise,

I didn’t know what happened.

I felt a sudden pain in my heart, it must be

that my mother’s button-stitching needlework penetrated my chest.

At this time, my heart turned into a kite,

The string of the kite was in my mother's hand.

The cord was too tight and was about to break.

I had to stick my head out of the carriage window.

It wasn’t until this moment, until this moment,

I didn’t understand what happened.

——The waves of farewell are about to sweep away the station;

Beijing is at my feet,

it has slowed down Move slowly.

I waved my arm to Beijing again,

I wanted to grab him by the collar,

Then I shouted to her loudly:

Always remember me, mother, Beijing!

Finally caught something,

No matter whose hand it is, don’t let go,

Because this is my Beijing,

This is my last Beijing.

(December 20, 1968)

Mad Dog

——To those who talk extravagantly about human rights

Had enough of the ruthless teasing After that,

I no longer regarded myself as a human being.

It was as if I had become a mad dog,

wandering around the world aimlessly.

I am not a mad dog yet,

There is no need to risk hunger and cold,

For this reason I hope to become a mad dog,

More Deeply experience the difficulty of survival.

I am worse than a mad dog!

If a dog is anxious, it can jump out of the wall,

But I can only endure it silently,

I have more bitterness than a mad dog.

If I really become a mad dog

I can break free from this ruthless chain,

then I will not hesitate,

Abandon the so-called sacred human rights.

(1978)

A wounded heart

The panic of time passing in vain

Always frightens my soul

There are still flowers of hope in my heart

But boredom is like a snake wrapped around the branches and vines

My soul can no longer break free

Who can I send this message to? Cry for help

I only have cheap joy during the day

But cheap joy is always a symbol of depression

As a last resort, I open my heart

Let you take a look at my wounded heart -

It is full of broken wine bottle caps

and scars left when I poked out cigarette butts.

(October 20, 1987)

You

When I was lonely, you broke into my heart again

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I call your name in my heart

Your image keeps flashing through my mind

Because you represent my youth

At that time, I love you so deeply

After that, fate gave you so many injustices

But looking back on the past, you talked and laughed happily

When you were lonely, you did it again

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Break into my heart

Finally you came over with light steps

You are older and still look so ordinary

Like a flower that has already bloomed Roses that have bloomed

Even the green leaves seem to have withered

Faced with the serious questions of future life

Your answers are always so sincere

You broke into my heart again when I was lonely

In 1991

The Third Welfare Institution