Bøker av Zheng Zhao

It was midnight in San Gabriel, and as once every year, Valley Boulevard, with all traffic detoured, was packed with people. Cheerful faces, primarily Asian, shone enthusiastically with mouths open and eyes peeled at the actions in the middle of the street. Four dragons, in green, red, gold, and white, lit from the inside, were dancing fervently. Their sharp-toothed mouths were breathing fire, and their protruding eyeballs were gazing at the roaring audience. The most horrific was their dangling red tongues, which lashed out to lick everything in close range. While dancing, they clamored over a fireball attached to a pole. The pole was in the hands of a Kungfu boy in a black satin shirt. In the cacophony of roaring suona* music, loud drum beats, and sonorous gongs, the dragon heads, each to the size of a buffalo, danced in circling motions while their zigzagging bodies, each stretching fifty feet long, snaked in perfect coordination, making the entire street a burning sea.A yellow banner with bold Chinese characters in red bridged over across the street, and at the bottom of it, a line in English translated the jubilant event of tonight: Dragon Dance Parade; Year of the Dragon The crowd constantly shoved a TV cameraman in a vest with the "Peacock Channel" logo on its back, obviously having difficulty keeping his camera on his shoulder to focus on his partner. Facing the camera, an Asian man spoke into his microphone at the top of his voice, and he was incredibly fluent: "This is the Peacock Channel, live on Valley Blvd., covering the traditional Dragon Dance Parade in our Chinese community before we enter the year of the dragon. Behind me, we have four dragons: green, red, gold, and white, representing spring, summer, fall, and winter, respectively." He took a deep breath. "As we've never seen a dinosaur, no one has ever seen a dragon. But we all believe it had a camel head, a horse face, a snake tail, fish scales, eagle claws, and deer antlers. It's a reptile, an ungulate, and a marine animal all in one. And, of course, like all birds, a dragon flies."Stepping down the curb, he went to join the dancing dragons and continued; his partner rushed to get to his front and turned back to him to focus."In the ancient Chinese culture, a dragon was respected as the symbol of supremacies, like emperors with their ultimate powers. The dragon is the God of climates; it brings the nourishing rains and disasters that we...." A man pushed from behind when he dropped his microphone. He bent over to pick it up and continued seamlessly. "...I mean that we fear, such as floods and hurricanes. It all depends on what kind of mood our dragon is in..."

这裡收錄的是乃楓先生近年來的詩作，共百余首，有现代自由体詩，也有律詩和詞，更兼收了部分足以顯示詩人豁達、諧謔之文風的打油詩。他的兒歌和歌詞也別具一格，這裡也做了適當收錄，以爭取盡可能全面地把這樣一位并非雲淡風輕而與時代同步的詩人介紹給讀者。他的詩作題材涉獵廣汎，既有他对人生、人性、爱情的深刻再現和傾情謳歌，更有他對社會負面的辛辣諷刺和無情批判。正如詩人自己所說，他是個敢於擔當的詩人，不僅只寫卿卿我我和花前月下，還敢說、敢笑、敢愛、甚至敢不愛。乃楓先生的詩讀來令人茅塞頓開、耳目一新；嬉笑怒罵之間，詩人身上的那份豁達、瀟灑必定深深感染讀者。