自序:周末回乡探阿姑。夜来风轻,天上云中路。良宵美景不忍负。遂弃书本不顾,仰天长观,银河点点星无数。此山,此夜,才有如此纯粹的夜空。一望无际的漆黑中掺杂着深重的紫,好似一只沉睡的巨大黑猫,华美的毛皮上泛着微光,神秘而又高贵;当它睁开眼,那种深潜在瞳孔里的绿,一定是摄人魂魄的。回想那些夜晚,我们奋战在浩瀚的题海之中,攀爬在陡峭的书山之上。时间在沉 Preface: Go home on the weekend to explore aunt. Light night sky, clouds in the sky. Good night beauty can not bear. Then abandon the book regardless, long days, Milky Way stars countless. This mountain, this night, there is such a pure night sky. Endless darkness mixed with deep purple, like a sleeping huge black cat, gorgeous fur gleaming, mysterious and noble; when it opened his eyes, the kind of deep potential pupil of the green, a certain Is taken in the soul. Looking back on those nights, we are fighting in the sea of ​​vastness and climbing above the steep mountain of books. Time is sinking