Icarus' attachment and yearning for light and warmth is not only a group of confused teenagers wandering in the deepest and darkest place of Taipei New Park, but also their great desire for home and warmth on earth. However, they are a group of shady people. They are exiled, despised and spurned by relatives, families, schools and social groups just because they have the same characteristics-they are a group of "scum" with the same sexual orientation.

In the eyes of adults, they are still children, seventeen years old, and they are in the bud. The word "child" contains infinite love and cherish.

Therefore, Bai Xianyong left only a few words in the blank space of the title page: "Dedicated to those children who wander the streets in the deepest night and have nowhere to go." Then, the first line of the whole text: "Three months and ten days ago, on an unusually sunny afternoon, my father kicked me out of the house.

"This seventeen-year-old" I "is Ah Qing. Father's gray hair, staring at a pair of bloodshot eyes, kept waving a broken gun in his hand, while A Qing was in his father's hoarse voice "beast! Beast! "I was driven out of my house in the roar, and I unconsciously merged into a handful of land around the rectangular lotus pond in Taipei New Park, which was covered by tropical trees in the park.

In this small country, there is only night, not day. During the day, they lurk around like hibernating snakes. When night comes, they wake up and, under the protection of darkness, flap their wings like a flock of bats in the dark.

A Qing, Xiaoyu, Wu Min, Mouse, Ashong Zi, Zi Long ... This special group of people, each with a heavy cross in his heart, were exiled not because they didn't know how to be filial to their children, but because some of them were good enough, but they were also spurned by society and had to dive into this darkest and deepest corner. They are a group of "defectors" of traditional morality. In the outside society, they also want to get a little warmth and kindness from the sun, but they can't get any, so they turn to dream of finding a little warmth in the depths of darkness and dreaming of a brilliant flower in their hearts in this black mud.

They are warm to each other in the dark little world, but they are close to each other like stinging accusations. It's cold when you're far away, and it stings when you're near. Their hearts are sensitive and fragile, and they long for love and being loved. Once they are hurt, they will suffer more than ordinary people.

Father and son, this was originally the closest blood relationship in the world. However, in The Evil Son, the closest relationship was full of pain because the son humiliated his father. A Qing's father staggered waving a broken gun and shouted in a trembling voice, "beast, beast!" " Zi Long's father exiled his son to a distant foreign country and told him painfully, "Go, as long as I live, you are not allowed to come back!" " ! "Fu's son, Wei, was a brave soldier, but at the age of twenty-five, he was discovered" the hidden secret ". He couldn't get his father's forgiveness, and under strong psychological pressure, he chose to end the beautiful years.

The pain of losing his son made Master Fu suddenly wake up, and he regretted it for most of his life. Fu spent most of his later years helping lost teenagers like his son.

Fu later realized that most children with homosexual tendencies are closely related to their growth process and growth environment, and they all have a common feature-growing up in an environment lacking affection and maternal love. Whether their homosexuality is caused by "consanguinity" or the acquired lack of love environment, it is not their fault in essence.

However, they have been unanimously spurned by their families and society, and they can only wander in the deepest and darkest places. They are like Icarus' wings. They may be able to flap their wings a few times in the dark. When they come out, strong light will burn, melt and then destroy them.

Bai Xianyong has a pen full of compassion. He once said, "I write to express the silent sadness in human hearts." In his other works, whether it's "Taipei Man" in Lao Wang Xie Yan or "Lonely Seventeen", he used a touch of sad but not gloomy pen to describe this scene.

Reading his works, I no longer feel that reading is a pastime, as if there is a ray of light looming in my heart. As the son of Bai Chongxi, a famous anti-Japanese soldier, he was destined to be rich since he was a child.

However, when Bai Chongxi was at the peak of his career as defense minister, the young Bai Xianyong missed death many times because of "tuberculosis". "Tuberculosis" is a serious infectious disease, which needs strict isolation. On the one hand, it is busy, and on the other hand, it is a lonely childhood.

This special experience has developed his sensitive, delicate and compassionate temperament. Looking at his photos when he was young, I was surprised that a man could grow so handsome and clear.

Even when I was in my seventies, I remained calm and smiling. He said that there are good days and bad days, like fish drinking water.

Therefore, even though his reputation is thunderous, he never accepts interviews from media in Taiwan Province province or overseas. In his later years, when he saw that his favorite Kunqu opera was declining, he wanted to do his best to save the opera, and then he gradually accepted some media interviews, because Kunqu opera needed media propaganda to revive its vitality, and he couldn't bear to see those beautiful Cigarette Cards boats and yuhua films in Kunqu opera disappear. Just as he is full of compassion for Kunqu Opera, in Evil Son, he always treats these children with compassion, so that they still exude kindness and humanity in the dark corner.

On a cold winter night, A Qing brought back a silly wandering child, gave him food and drink, and changed his clothes. The child lost him four times.

2. Poems about konoha curl up in the autumn wind, and waves fall under konoha in Dongting. . . . Nine Poems of Mrs. Xiang (Qu Yuan in Pre-Qin Dynasty)

The autumn wind blows the leaves of the trees, and the caves are like waves. . . . . .. across Hebei (Northern and Southern Dynasties, Wang Bao)

The leaves of thousands of trees are red at first, and trees are colorful. The clock shakes the rain, and the autumn water soaks the clouds. . . . . . Looking at Fan Chuan in Huayan Temple (Tang)

Send a message to Master Qing of Kongzhen (Tang Wu) in autumn night.

At night, I thought of Mr. and Mrs. Tao, and konoha floated in. The quiet house is ancient, and the autumn mountains are far away.

It's cold for miles, and it's already night. I was lonely until I lived together.

Linjiang Two Poems (Tang)

Go to the farewell road and return to Hanzhou. Under the leaves of the river, you should think about autumn in the old city.

Stay alone in the temple for one night and send master Cui (Tang Wei)

You are lonely and sleepless, and the leaves are falling. Cold rain is darker and deeper, and fireflies are higher.

Sitting and letting the blue light shine also hurts the summer dress. It's better to know when you're old than to live in other places.

Visiting Yueyang, I returned to Ezhou Embassy and left Zheng Xun to wait on Yuxian (Don Liu Changqing) who once lived in this state.

What happened? Meet Chu Shuiqiu. Sunset to Xiakou, cold rain to Baqiu.

Di Zi drinks pepper paste, and the poet worries about wood leaves. Only pity Wan Li, leave Dongting head.

3. Poems about red-violet are fragrant in summer.

Red lotus is like white lotus.

Who is naturally charming?

Middle-aged, down the pond!

Waiting for you in the rain, waiting for the rainbow in the rain.

The cicada falls and the frog rises.

A pool of red lotus is like a flame in the rain.

It doesn't matter whether you come or not.

Every lotus is like you.

Especially through the dusk, through the drizzle.

Eternal moment, eternal moment.

Waiting for you outside of time

Waiting for you in a moment in eternity, in time.

If your hand is in my hand, at this moment.

If your qingfen

In my nostrils, I would say

Here, this hand should be picking lotus in the Wu Palace.

This hand should be

Shake the laurel paddle on Mulan boat.

A star hangs on the cornice of the science museum.

Earrings usually hang.

Swiss watch says it's seven o'clock, and suddenly you come.

Red-violet danced after the rain, and you came.

Like a poem.

You come from a love story.

From Jiang Baishi, you rhyme.

The bamboo knot has added a new layer of powder, and the old lotus leaf is red and red.

The next day, the lotus leaf was not blue, and the color of the lotus was different.

"Hemp wins snow, and I go to sleep with a smile.

If you meet Yue Nv in Yuexi, red lotus pond opens white lotus. "

Huanxisha

Anh Hong mountains and rivers sing strong winds,

Lotus is in full bloom, full of joy and harmony.

Poetry is full of fun.

So, especially enterprising, take a step forward.

The skirt fluttered and became a rainbow.

Praise and wish are sincere!

& gt

Where does the gentleman in the flower come from?

Tingting Yuli Station Jiaorong

Warm days and breezes are inexhaustible.

Spread branches and leaves, endless.

Even in cool summer.

Why are you tired of avoiding the cold winter?

Because I don't want to get dirty,

Why are you standing in the mud?

From another point of view, lotus should be born of sludge thought, right? It should be emphasized that those who know the times are heroes.

& gt

Land flowers compete for fragrance.

Bi shui tan pan mo Xiang

Don't compete with peaches and plums for spring breeze.

Fire sends coolness in July.

Praise the refreshing feeling of lotus leaves and emphasize that people should have a dedication. I can't read this poem very well.

& gt

Bleak autumn wind, flowers wither

Garbage drifts with the waves.

Thank you for inviting flowers for the time being.

Once the spring rain filled the pond with frustration and vigorous spirit.

& gt

Clear the pool to divert water to the lotus root.

Spring breeze brings dew to the body.

Until the flowers bloom like a full moon

Whoever wins the exhibition, remember to plant lotus people.

Mark yourself as a lotus, use lotus roots as food, and give your blessings to others without seeking fame and fortune in return.

& gt

Jiangnan scenery xiu

The most unforgettable Lian Bi

Ona is like a fairy.

The breeze sends the fragrance far away.

Very easy to understand. this

& gt

Zhu Yanbi Mill Chi Pan

Dance sleeves waved to Yulian.

Beauty to the extreme is like living.

A pulse of incense is hard for you.

4. qingquan poem 1, autumn night in the mountains, Wang Wei

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.

The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.

Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

2, "Little Pool" Yang Wanli

The silence of spring is because I don't want a long stream of water, and the shadow reflected on the water is like sunny days and breezes.

The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.

3, "Baiyun Spring" Bai Juyi

The white clouds on the peak of the white clouds spread freely and the spring water flows quietly.

Why rush down the mountain and add waves to the world!

Lin Bu, Xiaomei in the garden in the mountains, all the fragrant people shake off their own beauty and occupy all the amorous feelings of the small garden.

"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."

Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms.

Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood gold statues.

1, Baotu Spring Yuan Haowen

The white eyes disappear and the frozen clouds condense, and the mountains and the moon fly to night.

Look at the Jade Pagoda between the waves, but don't look for the golden rope by the bridge.

2, "Baotu Spring" Ceng Gong

Far away, the jade is moist, and Qingchuan sprinkles the dust of Mount Li.

Rong Rong tastes early in winter, and the moist taste of spring tea is more real.

I feel the road is like a mirror, and the most pitying sand is like a wheel.

Qilu, the capital, will be sealed and the situation entrusted to the world.

3. Baotu Spring

When things are as flat as water, resistance makes sound. When clouds and lakes are in Tan Yi, they argue when standing.

Nothing is the point of the sea, it reveals the essence of vitality, otherwise it will be a ghost, shocking the wind and waves.