维多利亚港的海风,纵使在深冬,在临近圣诞的夜里,阵阵吹来也让人迷惑。回首望见港岛半壁江山的灯火通明,像烟花自半山绽放,迷离了我的双眼。转眼望见对岸九龙的人间烟火,亦是星光般荡漾闪烁……香港,太不适合一个女人做如此诗意的晕眩,仿佛更合适她一头扎进那个活色生香的世界,和所有美丽的物质,来一次倾城之恋,然后在离开的时候告诉自 Sea breeze in Victoria Harbor, even in the depths of winter, blowing in the night near Christmas, but also confusing. Looked back and saw half of the Hong Kong Island lights, like fireworks bloom from the Mid-Levels, blurred my eyes. Blink of an eye across the Kowloon side of the earth is also sparkling stars is also flashing ...... Hong Kong, too suitable for a woman to do such a poetic dizzy, as if more appropriate she plunged into that lively world, and all the beautiful Material, to a Love of the Fall, and then told when leaving