夜幕沉沉。看守所内。 邱少成踯躅在这狭小的空间,步履凝重。他仰天长叹一声,从小窗遥眺黑沉沉的夜空。 人的思维总是活跃的,当他意气风发、踌躇满志的时候,思维便如海洋般深邃,如天空般辽远,一种颇为得意的感觉会慢慢升腾上来。这时候的人是快乐的,是最得意的。天下谁为尊,唯吾也。邱少成已有过无数次这样的感觉了,但现在情形则完全颠倒过来了,出现在人们面前的是戴着手铐,靠着冰凉的看守所的墙壁的邱少成。透过几根黑漆漆的窗口铁栅栏,还依稀可见他脸上一行浊泪潸然而下, Dark night. Detention center. Qiu Shaocheng 踯 躅 In this small space, walking dignified. He sighs heavenward, overlooking the dark night sky from a small window. People are always active in thinking. When he is high-spirited and proud, his mind is as deep as the ocean. As the sky is vast, a rather proud feeling slowly rises. This time people are happy, is the most proud of. Who respect the world, only I also. Qiu Shaocheng has felt so many times before, but now the situation is completely reversed, appearing in front of people in handcuffed, against the cold detention of the walls of Qiu Shaocheng. Through a few dark window iron fence, but also faintly visible his face a row of voiced tears, however,