我和熊强睡在新大楼的六楼平台上。这座大楼刚修起不久,还没住人,也没人管理。每天晚上吃过晚饭,散过步,我们就一人挟一抱凉席到楼顶乘凉。我们头挨头睡在平台上。天空嵌满繁密的星星,在头顶形成一个奇大无比的穹窿。有好一阵子,我们都不说话。听凭风从四面八方吹来,抚弄我们的面庞、头发、赤裸裸的上身。我感到水泥地面的热气透过草席缝炙烤着我的皮肤,便翻过身来,看见小城中的万家灯火,在下面、 I and Xiong Qiang sleep in the new building on the sixth floor platform. The building just built shortly before, no people live, no one management. Dinner every night, take a walk, we take a man sitting on the rooftop with a cool shade. We head to head and slept on the platform. The sky filled with dense stars, forming a huge dome above his head. For a while, we did not speak. With the wind blowing from all directions, stroking our faces, hair, naked upper body. I felt the heat of the concrete floor sewed through my straw matte my skin, then turned over and saw the lights in the town of thousands of lights below,