<div>真的</div><div>作者：北岛</div><div><br></div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 浓雾涂白了每一颗树干，</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;马棚披散的长发中，</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;野蜂飞舞。绿色的洪水</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;只是那被堤岸阻隔的黎明。</div><div><br></div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;在这个早晨，</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;我忘记了我们的年龄。</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;冰在龟裂，石子</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;在水面留下了我们的指纹。</div><div><br></div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;真的，这就是春天呵，</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;狂跳的心搅乱水中的浮云。</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;春天是没有国籍的，</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;白云是世界的公民。</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;和人类言归于好吧，</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;我的歌声。</div>