It had been snowing all night， not a single star in sight. My roommate and I ， each wrapped① in a quilt②， were seated far apart in a different corner of the porch， facing each other and chatting away③. She exclaimed pointing to something afar， "Look， Venus is rising！" I looked up and saw nothing but a lamp round the bend in a mountain path. I beamed and said pointing to a tiny lamplight on the opposite mountain， "It’s Jupiter over there！" More and more lights came into sight as we kept pointing here and there. Lights from hurricane lamps④ flickering about in the pine forest created the scene of a star-studded⑤ sky. With the distinction between sky and forest obscured⑥ by snowflakes， the numerous lamp-lights now easily passed for as many stars. Completely lost in make-believe world， I seemed to see all the lamplights drifting from the ground. With the illusory⑦stars hanging still overhead， I was spared the effort of tracing their positions when I woke up from my dreams in the dead of night. Thus I found consolation⑧even on a lonely snowy night.
　　連夜降雪，一点星光都看不见。荷和我拥衾对坐，在廊子的两角，遥遥谈话。 荷指着说：“你看维纳斯（Venus）升起来了！”我抬头望时，却是山路转折处的路灯。我怡然一笑，也指着对山的一星灯火说：“那边是丘比特（Jupiter）呢！”愈指愈多。松林中射来凌乱的风灯，都成了满天星宿。真的，雪花隙里，看不出天空和森林的界线，将灯当作繁星，简直是抵得过。 一念至诚的将假作真，灯光似乎都从地上飘起。这幻成的星光，都不移动，不必半夜梦醒时，再去追寻它们的位置。 于是寂寞雪夜，也有了慰安。