2004年初春天,我与鲍十同为鲁迅文学院第三届高研班学员。他住216房间,我住218房间,是门邻。两间宿舍原本是一间大房屋隔开来的,中间是一道木板墙,单薄,脆弱,不隔音,一切动静,相互间听得见。有同学串门说话,更是清晰可闻可辨。木板墙与地板之间有一道不易察觉的缝隙,空气相互间来来往往地流通着。鲍十是一个能熬夜、能抽烟 In the early spring of 2004, I and Bao Zhaokun together as the third high class student of Lu Xun College of Letters. He lives in 216 rooms, I live in 218 rooms, is the neighbors. The two dormitories were originally a large house separated by a wooden wall in the middle, thin, fragile, not soundproof, all the static and dynamic, mutual hearings. There are classmates talking, it is clearly audible. There is an imperceptible gap between the wooden wall and the floor, and the air circulates in and out of the room. Bao ten is a can stay up all night, can smoke