许其正：春情
春到了。（fotolia）
不像少女的，至少也像少男的。
有时候，一大早心情就不好，也不知为什么，反正就是闷闷不乐，郁郁寡欢。看他情况有异，趋前好心慰问，招来一顿白眼还算是好的，有时惹来一顿臭骂。待事过境迁 ，问他何故那样？他竟张大口，没话好说。原来他自己也闹不清！
有时候，好端端的，和人家有说有笑，融洽无间；只因为一句话，他突然放声号啕大哭，泪流满面；没几分钟，嘿，又好了，又是有说有笑了。
也会觉得身上奇怪，好像肌肉或骨骼会有酸痛之感，但不久又好了。
也会突然觉得自己好像长大了，做什么事都要老陈熟练，蛮像个大人，却又突然天真活泼起来，言行举止有如小孩，有时候让人说成大人，有时候又被人说成小孩。到底 是大人或小孩，不仅别人，连他自己也搞得晕头转向。
也常常有着幻想，有着对异性爱的向往，并且敏感异常，动不动就脸红。
总之，时冷时热，时好时坏，时喜时悲……。
据说这就是春情，常常是很尴尬的，常常是混沌的。
据说这是生理影响心理的结果。
就会渐渐长成熟的。就会渐渐趋于稳定的。就会成为过去的。……
1979年12月29日青年战士报新文艺
Spring Emotion Hsu ChiCheng
At least a boyhood if it isn’t a girlhood.
Sometimes he isn’t not good in the early morning, doesn’t know why, in any case it’s stifling, smouldering. As he looks like unusual, tends to convey greetings, provoke a cold stare is the best, sometimes has a scold mercilessly still. After it’s over, ask why he does, he is agape and tongue-tied, no word to respond. He can’t make clear himself originally.
Sometimes when he everything is all right, talking and laughing with others, on friendly terms; he cries loudly suddenly just for one ward, tears cover his face; for a few minute, hey, nice again, turns back to talking and laughing again.
And also feels strange in the body, as if it feels pain in his muscle and skeleton, but fine again soon.
Also feels it looks like grown up suddenly, seasoned experienced and capable in managing business, looks quite like an adult, but back to innocent and vivacious suddenly again, looks like a child in words and deeds as well as manner, sometimes to be defined an adult, and sometimes to be defined a child. In the final, is he an adult or a child? not only the others but also himself is dizzy.
He often has the illusion, has the wish to the love of opposite sex, and too sensitive, blushes very often.
About all, now cold now warm, now fine now bad, now pleasure now sad…
It’s said it’s the spring emotion, often it’s awkward, often it’s chaos.
It’s said it’s the result of the physiology influence the psychology.
It will be ripen slowly. It will be tend to steady slowly. It will be over.@*
责任编辑：林芳宇