在一个有月的深夜里,我的思想悄悄地起身,开始了历史中的漫游。穿过世事浮华,走过凄凉无奈,跨过沧海桑田,来到了一望无边的汨罗江畔。“长太息以掩涕兮,哀民生之多艰!”我好奇地回过头,只见一个身材高大却看似弱不禁风的老人,手里端着一杯水酒。酒中倒映的是寂寞的表情,还有颗颗的泪滴。昨日不可留,一个王朝的背景在他的酒杯中逝去。一个逗号慢慢地缩成了一个句号,但是, In the middle of a month-long night, my mind quietly got up and began to roam in history. Through the glitz and gloom of the world, you walked through the bleakness of the sea, crossed the vast land of the sea, and came to the endless bank of the Jurassic River. “Long time to cover up, cover up the hardships of people’s livelihood!” I curiously turned back and saw a tall but seemingly fragile old man with a glass of wine in his hand. The reflection in the wine is a lonely expression and teardrops. It was impossible to stay yesterday. The background of a dynasty passed away in his glass. A comma slowly shrinks to a full stop, but