清晨,五点二十五分,我准时起床跑步。没有太阳,没有月亮,偌大操场只有冷飕飕的风。黑魃魆的天空,呈现怪异的形状,充斥着炫目的云,卑微的星光。我还是很喜欢夜空的,静静的,深邃迷人的。虽然上海的夜空往往看不到什么,哪怕离我们最近的星星也有四光年,若是能看到它的光芒,也是四年前所照耀出来的了。其余的星星,一眼望过去,就像望见时间之河里穿梭飞舞的碎片,一 Early morning, at five twenty-five, I wake up on time. No sun, no moon, 偌 big playground only cold wind. The dark sky, showing a weird shape, filled with dazzling clouds, humble starlight. I still like the night sky, quiet, deep and charming. Although the night sky in Shanghai often can not see anything, even the stars closest to us have four light years, if you can see the light, but also shone four years ago. The rest of the stars, looking at the past, like looking at the time of the river shuttle flying debris, a