曉拂：七歲兒子的詩

【大紀元4月27日訊】兒子寫詩是從二年級開始的吧﹖具體什么時候開始的我不太記得了。還是二年級上了兩個月後﹐第一次與老師見面談他在學校的情況。

　　坐下來﹐老師就對我說﹕“你兒子是個很有寫作天份的孩子。”她說﹐一般來說﹐二年級的孩子還不太懂得如何運用Writer’s notebook。但是﹐他卻運用得非常自如。經常自己思想裡有一點兒小火花﹐他就會在Writer’s notebook裡寫下來﹐然後編成故事。每一次寫作﹐別的孩子頂多寫一兩頁紙﹐而他﹐一寫就能寫七八張紙。那一次﹐老師就給我看了他的一些詩﹐其中就有“October”這一首。當時令我眼前一亮的就是那兩句”Tossing sunshine streaming through”和”Explosions of colors everywhere”。我覺得這兩句話一下子就抓住了十月的特征。

　　老師那一次就說﹕“你兒子將來是一位作家。”

　　老師當時還提到一件事。她說你兒子似乎讀了很多書﹐所以上課很愛發言。經常老師才開始講一個題目﹐他就滔滔不絕的給他同桌的小朋友們講起課來了。老師說﹕“我有時候不得不打斷他﹐對他說﹐hey, I am the one who has a degree.”老師說她並不想discourage他﹐因為他說的不是廢話﹐他只是在分享他的知識。

　　兒子能寫我很早就注意到了。因為﹐他每一周給我的信都是寫五六張紙的。經常寫到最後他都會說﹕”Oops, I am running out of time. I have to run now. Talk to you later.“似乎還有寫不完的話似的。讀他的信﹑聽他描述在學校裡的點點滴滴﹐我覺得很享受。我總會很歡喜的寫回信給他。有時候他讀了回信﹐還會評論我哪裡寫得不好。

　　兒子喜歡讀書﹐有一段時間很着迷天文地理書﹐幾乎借遍了圖書館的天文地理書來讀。從他的詩中也可以看得出來（比如”The Universe”）。他可以給你坐在那裡講天文講很久﹐或者﹐有時候我開車時﹐他一個人坐在後面也會嘰嘰呱呱的說星星﹑說月亮﹑說地球等等。他對世界上的各個國家的地理位置的了解比我還多。”The Universe”這首詩打動我的一句話是他說太陽系“With no bottom or no ground”.我覺得這很有想象力﹐這也當然是基于他對天文的了解。

　　兒子的詩大致分兩類﹐一類是比較天真的﹐符合他這個年齡的詩﹐如”All About Me”, “James”, “October”, “My Crazy Pencil”, “Lunch”, “Dog”, “The Discontagiolator”等等﹔一類是不太符合他年齡的﹐如”Music Is A Beautiful Language”。前一類詩通常都比較短﹐詩也不是句句都好﹐但是很靈動﹐突然跳出來的一兩個詞就讓整首詩熠熠生輝。充滿了孩子的稚氣與靈氣。幾乎每首詩我都能找到一兩個這樣的詞或一兩句這樣的話。而Discontagiolator這個詞干脆就是他自己創造的。他用詞相當精當﹐雖只寥寥數筆﹐裡面的人物或主題卻是呼之欲出。

　　”Music Is A Beautiful Language”寫的是他熟悉和熱愛的音樂。但是裡面的思想卻超越了他的年齡。他說音樂是divinely wonderful﹐是上帝創造的。他說柴可夫斯基的音樂是悲劇性的。他沒有聽過幾首或拉過幾首柴可夫斯基的音樂﹐但是﹐他卻對我很認真的說﹕“媽媽﹐我喜歡柴可夫斯基的音樂。”聽他這樣說的時候﹐我正在廚房做飯。他在一邊給我拉老柴的Nutcrakers。看着他﹐我有些迷惑﹐不知道他是怎么得來的知識。但是我懂得他。因為我明白﹐世上的很多事其實不是知識﹐而是心的感知。有些東西是可以穿越時間和空間的。

　　兒子的詩很多是藏頭詩。寫起來就更難一些。他能在有限的字數裡寫出詩來﹐而且寫得這么流暢﹑有內容。對他的年齡來說﹐就更不容易一些。他還會將學來的知識很靈動的應用到詩裡去﹐比如恐龍﹑天文﹑音樂的知識什么的。

　　雖然﹐老師說兒子會是一位作家。兒子自己也很喜歡寫。有時候夜深了﹐或者是有時候正在玩什么﹐他會突然對我說﹕“媽媽﹐我又想寫了。我去寫一會。”然後就坐在計算機前寫。但兒子自己卻說﹐將來他想擁有一家象Sam Ash那樣的店﹐那樣子﹐他就能玩所有的樂器了。有時候，他也自己作曲。他說，莫扎特五歲的時候就寫曲子了。所以他寫也是理所當然的。

　　我不知道兒子將來會成為什么。這種事現在想起來還太遙遠。再說﹐人生的許多事也並不是我們人力能控制的。我只想現在好好的盡到母親的責任。只希望他將來成為一個快樂的人﹐成為一個有用的人。

　　我最喜歡的人生態度是﹕“天薄我福，吾厚吾德以迎之；天勞我形，吾逸吾心以補之；天厄我遇，吾亨吾道以通之。”我只希望我的孩子們也能懂得。因為﹐只有這樣子﹐他們才會是一個充滿陽光的人﹑一個非常快樂的人。

　　我也希望他們能用出世的態度入世﹐又能用入世的態度出世。因為﹐必出世者，方能入世；必入世者，方能出世。

　　我希望他們懂得享受空與虛靜的愉悅。“明霞可愛，瞬眼而輒空；流水堪听，過耳而不戀。人能以明霞視美色，則業障自輕；人能以流水听弦歌，則性靈何害。”

　　我相信我的孩子們一定會懂得母親的心﹐也一定能變成我期望的人﹐因為﹐他們已經學習到了天地間最重要的法則﹕真善忍。大法使得他們心地澄明﹐因而必然明慧照人。

附七歲儿子的詩

All About Me

I am as hyper as a scaly bright dragon

I am thin like a long skinny toothpick

I am as musical as a singing songbird

I am flexible like a strand of hair

I am as smart as a 90-year-old monkey

I am as short as a compsognathus

James

Just so good

At violin

Mathematical as a computer

Eagles are my favorite bird and I love

Soccer

October

Over there the leaves are rustling

Crickets chirping everywhere

Tossing sunshine streaming through

Orange Halloween is coming

Beautiful sunlight in the trees

Explosions of colors everywhere

Rosy red leaves in the trees

The Universe

The solar system is whirling around

With no bottom or no ground

Nebulas and galaxies

That spin and turn and shine with glee

Shooting stars are faster than light

People watch them shivering with fright

Stars are formed out of gases

Which come in different shapes and masses

My Crazy Pencil

Part 1

I have an extremely weird pencil

Which forked me like a utensil

It drew all over my face

And it started a very fast chase

And gave me a cut with a stencil

My Crazy Pencil

Part 2

On my way home from school

He floated like a ghoul

My pencil laughed and cackled

And by him I got tackled

I hid in my closet like a fool!

The Discontagiolator

The discontagiolator is a very scary ride

And on this ride it’s so fast that many people have died

And if I scared you a lot, I’m sorry that I did

It’s just that it is true and I ‘m a very scary kid

And after that they plunge you down a very scary ramp

And after that you’ll feel that your pants are very slightly damp

I have ridden each and every sluggish imitator

So be proud of yourself if you’ve survived the Discontagiolator

Lunch

Boom!

Goes the microphone

The lunch lady yells at us and our ears fall off

Splash!

Goes the milk

The milk falls off the tray

Clikety clack

Goes the shoes outside

Recess just let out

Yum!

Goes me

As I finish my lunch

Ring!

Goes the whistle

Missed

Recess!

J

Jumpy James jabbed a jackal in Japan

My Crazy Pencil

Part 3

I hate my crazy pencil

He’s really strict and mean

He’s so mean that he hurt me once with a giant laser machine

My Crazy Pencil

Part 4

Pencil

Crazy, cuckoo

Laughs and cackles

As mean as owls

Insane

Music is a Beautiful Language

Music is an intricate word

Usually it’s very nice to be heard

Songs that make you happy and sad

It’s always a very popular fad

Cellos, Violins, Pianos, Guitars

In this world there are so many different kinds of beautiful music

So many different instruments like trumpets and acoustics

An intricate language that is divinely wonderful

Brewing up some new and wonderful kinds of music

Each and every song is a wonderful piece of music

And each and every serenade’s a beautiful piece of magic

Unforgettable sounds in my head

Tchaikovsky was a musician who wrote songs that were tragic

In each and every minuet you play emotionally

Forte is a dynamic that you play ferociously

Unlike other instruments the gong makes a loud big “Dong”

Like cymbals make the sound of the big and ferocious gong

Learning this beautiful language is not very hard

And I keep all my instruments with safe and precious guard

Never ever have I played the giant double Bass

Gosh! It’s so big that it has more than even a Cello’s mass

United notes make a divine and wonderful nice sound

And some of the minuets are scary like a hound

God is the person who made this wonderful nice music

Each of us should give him a clap for inventing this nice language!

Dogs

Dogs

Friendly creatures

Runs and plays

Furry cuddly giant hairballs

Cute

Winter

Weary winds blow all around

In winter many insects die

Nippy fresh air flowing around

Time to celebrate Christmas joys

Everyday there’s another inch of snow

Roaring blowing winds outside

Hallows Eve

Hallows Eve is coming soon

Adding scary to the night

Leaving September into October

Last day of October is Hallows Eve

Over the mountains a shining light

Will find its way out of the night

Sewing costumes hand by hand

Every costume is very grand

Very scary Halloween

Ending October into November

Pilgrims

Pricilla

Is one of the pilgrims here

Living in a cabin long ago

Giving thanks in the first Thanksgiving

Resting in the harsh winter snow

It’s growing colder in the snow

Many plants are dying in the harsh cold wind

Squanto leads them into the light and out of the snow

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