夜深人静的时候,我站在落地窗前,看万家灯火渐渐熄灭,对面的高楼只留下十几盏灯,昏黄的光线透过四方的窗口,形成四方的光斑,不规则地分散在如幕布般的墙壁上。在我黑暗的房间里,隐约透进点摇曳的光。如烛火般,跳跃着,闪烁着,流动着,仿佛在舞蹈,在欢笑。我顺着光来的方向望去,是江边的那一串街灯,光影扑朔,忽明忽暗,很是迷人。 In the dead of night, I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and watched the lanterns gradually extinguish. There were only about a dozen lamps left in the high-rise opposite to each other. The dim light formed the four-sided light spot through irregularly shaped windows scattered irregularly like curtains On the wall. In my dark room, faintly into the swaying light. As the candle-like, jumping, flashing, flowing, as if dancing, laughing. I looked down the direction of light, is the string of street lights on the waterfront, light and shadow flickering, suddenly flickering, it is charming.