夜深了,窗外繁星般的灯火渐渐稀少了,夜静了,街上潮水般的车流慢慢隐没了。而我依然独守在电视机旁,备好干鲜果品,清茶一杯,像等待久别的朋友前来叙旧,又像是自斟自饮,享受这纯净的夜色。当然,我知道,这个时候,每一个执着的球迷的房间都是亮着灯光的。 Late at night, the windows outside the star-shaped lights gradually scarce, and nocturnal, the tide-like traffic slowly hidden street. And I still stand by the TV, ready dry fruit, a cup of tea, like waiting for a long time to come to old friends, but also like to drink, enjoy the pure night. Of course, I know, this time, every dedicated fan’s room is lit.