郭风先生,你走了,我头顶的一盏灯灭了。这盏灯,照了我多少年!那年,我调入《福建文学》编辑部,成为你楼下的邻居。我发现,每天凌晨三点钟,你的窗户就透出了灯光。后来,你告诉我,你有早起写作的习惯,几十年,雷打不动。 Mr. Guo Feng, you’re gone, a lamp overhead my head off. This lamp, according to my number of years! That year, I transferred to “Fujian Literature” editorial department, as your downstairs neighbor. I found that at three o’clock every morning, your window was lit. Later, you told me that you have an early habit of writing, for decades, unshakeable.