夜幕四合,市声渐渐退去,窗外闪烁着一片流萤似的灯火。我拉下窗帘,关掉台灯,书房顿时陷入一团漆黑,惟有手中的半截烟头发出亦真亦幻的暗光,仿佛如时间隧道中的一星灯火,微微烛亮了刚刚掩卷的《史记》,而书中的人物却相 Sihe at night, the city gradually receded sound, flashing out of the window like a firefly fire. I pull down the curtains, turn off the lamp, the study suddenly plunged into a dark, only half of the hands of cigarettes emit the true illusion of darkness, as if the time of a star in the tunnel lights, slightly shining candle just shrouded “Historical Records” The characters in the book are phase