2012年盛夏的一声叹息王青石依稀记得06年盛夏的一个下午,我跟韩应桐在昆玉河边钓鱼,骄阳如火而鱼许久许久不咬钩,我俩便跑到树荫处,开始品读一本从我包里翻出来的《人类未解之谜》。印象很深,当读到关于玛雅末日预言的那一章时,我俩的心都凉了。“距离末日只剩下六年了啊!”我有些惶恐地说,“那怎么办?”韩应桐睁大眼睛,心神不安地问道,“唉,六年还很长吧,一 A sigh in the summer of 2012 Wang bluestone vaguely remembered one afternoon in midsummer of 2006. I told Han Yingtong to fish at the Kunyu River. The sun was burning and the fish did not bite for a long time. Then we went to the shade to start reading The purse mystery of humanity turned out from my bag. Impressed, when we read the chapter on Mayan doom, our hearts were cold. ”Only six years from the end of the day ah!“ I said with some horror, ”So what?“ Han Yingtong eyes wide open, uneasy asked, ”Well, six years is still very long, one