元宵佳节,我独依窗前,遥望着夜空,寻找着流星的光迹,不远处,正不停地燃放着花炮,映红了夜空,夜空上星光小到隐藏不见了,我拿起了一杯酒,轻轻地洒在地上,含泪祭起因病医治无效、于2004年1月31日在山西太原逝世的著名作家马烽老人。1991年,在北京召开我作品讨论会的前两天,我匆匆离开了家乡微山湖畔,风尘仆仆地赶到北京, Lantern Festival, I am alone in front of the window, looking at the night sky, looking for the meteor light trails, not far from, are kept firing fireworks, the red night sky, the stars on the night sky to hide the disappeared, I picked up A glass of wine, gently sprinkle on the ground, tears up the sick to cure invalid, January 31, 2004 in Taiyuan, Shanxi Province, the famous writer Ma Feng died. In 1991, two days before my work seminar held in Beijing, I hurriedly left the hometown of Weishan Lake and went to Beijing in a dusty,