顾城的《生命幻想曲》（顾城《生命幻想曲》题目作文100字）

顾城的《生命幻想曲》

生命幻想的种子从我的手指尖升起，在狭长的贝壳里生根发芽。柳枝编织成的船篷，还旋绕着夏蝉的长鸣。拉紧桅绳，风吹起晨雾，带来一阵凉意。黑暗中，我驶向银河的港湾， thousands of stars meander, casting a golden beacon. I lose my evening, walking through the endless: centuries of sand dunes and wild nights.

I was a boy at thirteen, growing up with my parents on the beach along the渤 hand side. I played with pigs one day, and it was then that the universe seemed both overwhelming and beautiful. The scratch of distant stars, their faint glow, their ethereal beauty, were beyond compare, yet somehow they resonated within me.

The sun burned through Earth, like a bright fire on a piece of bread. I walked along hundreds of miles of sand dunes and wild nights, my footprints like golden emblems in the sky. I had to go everywhere—desert, forests, off-shore locations. The sun's heat left no mark on the earth—it was a fire that consumed it, but it burned so bright that it still reflected my existence.

The universe is vast, with gold filled dunes and wild grasses glinting in the light of day. I walked through the sand, carrying my footprints as golden emblems through the night. The sun's rays were hot, yet they still burned on their own. The sky is dark—glowing like a mirage—and it was all mine to see. I carried my steps with embers in my hair, memories etched into my life story.

I sang a human song—a thousand years later, a piece of my soul’s life. It resonated through the ages, leaving its sound behind as time faded away.

生命幻想的种子从我手指尖升起，在狭长的贝壳里生根发芽。柳枝编织成的船篷，还旋绕着夏蝉的长鸣。拉紧桅绳，风吹起晨雾的帆，带来一阵凉意。黑暗中，我驶向银河的港湾， thousands of stars meander, casting a golden beacon. I lose my evening, walking through the endless: centuries of sand dunes and wild nights.

我是个十三岁的少年，到渤边去当了爸爸和母亲的 offspring。那天我和我的父母放猪在一个荒原上，突然被寂静、神秘所震撼，灵感和想象开始迸发出火花来。黑暗中，我驶向银河的港湾， thousands of stars meander, casting a golden beacon. I lose my evening, walking through the endless: centuries of sand dunes and wild nights.

我曾经在大 enough land where the sun burned through it, but only today am I at that place, when the same fire burns too bright to be my own life. The sun burns through Earth, like a bright fire on a piece of bread. I walked along hundreds of miles of sand dunes and wild nights, my footprints like golden emblems in the sky. The sun's rays were hot, yet they still burned on their own. The sky is dark—glowing like a mirage—and it was all mine to see. I carried my steps with embers in my hair, memories etched into my life story.

I sang a human song—a thousand years later, a piece of my soul's life. It resonated through the ages, leaving its sound behind as time faded away.