(一)风,涌起……吹动起上蔡城外,那油黄色的,浅浅的草坪……李斯躺在草坪上,任凭微风拂过脸颊,看着身边的两个儿,和养的黄狗嬉戏着,打闹着,追逐着狡兔……莫非,此生生于斯,死于斯?浑浑噩噩已度半生,一无所成……李斯终究凡人,一个名不见经传的上蔡仓吏,即便在厕上,也能悟出这样的道理“人之肖与不肖譬如鼠,在自所处尔……”功业之心在体内复 (A) the wind, filled ... blowing up outside the city of Cai, the oil yellow, shallow lawn ... ... Li Si lying on the lawn, despite the breeze blowing his cheek, watching the two children around, and raising Yellow dog frolic, slapstick, chasing the sophist ... ... Could it be born in Sri Lanka, died of Sri Lanka? Hun Hun unexplained half-life, nothing ... ... Li Si eventually mortal, a little-known Shangguan , Even in the toilet, but also to realize the truth “people's shame and unscrupulous, such as rats, in their own Seoul ... ”