最近我三番五次地梦见他。梦境大同小异,基本都是突然看见数学考卷,之后我跪地问苍天,为何还要学数学,这时他穿得像白马王子一样从门外跑进来,奋笔疾书。他写着写着就把考卷做完了,然后我们手牵手推开门,奔向教室外,两次在罗马,两次在巴黎。 Recently I dreamed about him. Dreams are similar, the basic are suddenly see math test papers, after I asked heaven kneeling down, why should I learn mathematics, when he dressed like the Prince Charming ran from outside the door, expeditious books. He wrote and wrote the examination paper, and we hand in hand to open the door, toward the classroom, twice in Rome, twice in Paris.