龙渊桌上放着一只烟灰盅。朝阳正在冬日的窗外冉冉升起。吸烟者拿起那只玻璃的烟灰盅,刹那间感觉到一份宇宙纯然的重量,仿佛宇宙自身孤独的份量全重压在他手上,在这个霜寒遍野、晨曦迷朦的清晨……他眯眼朝四下的寂静张望,朝他的厨房看:白墙、乳白色结构精美的楼层。堆放墙角的啤酒。时间和日历。冬日的地平线尽头冉冉上升的一轮朝阳仿佛宇宙洪荒深处悄无声息的一只巨人之眼:第 Long Yuan stood a ashtray on the table. The sunrise is rising outside the winter window. Smokers picked up the cup of ashtray, an instant feeling of a pure weight of the universe, as if the weight of the universe alone lonely weight in his hand, in this frosty, dawn dawn morning ... ... he Squinting to the silence looked around, looking toward his kitchen: white walls, milky white beautifully structured floors. Beer stacked corner. Time and calendar. The rising sun at the horizon of the winter sun looks like the eye of a giant in the depths of the universe