我曾一度想知道:高悬五千年的长明灯怎样在五十年的惊风里摇曳不定,零落的烛花如何滴落在当代人心灵的浅盘里,浮出散乱而暗淡的光华?左手五千年,右手五十年,我的目光在两只手上游移,祈求点化。我也知道,在双手之间有一道缝隙,那是一段狭窄而深刻的历史,中华文明在这里转折。然而,此中充斥了太多纷繁复杂的非理性因 I once wanted to know how the five-year-long lantern was wavering in the fury of fifty years, and how the dripping candlesticks dribbled in the platters of contemporary people, revealing scattered and bleak Guanghua? Five thousand years, right hand fifty years, my gaze wandered in both hands, pray for the point. I also know that there is a gap between my hands. That is a narrow and profound history. The turning point of Chinese civilization here. However, this is filled with too many complicated and irrational reasons