七月,我站在海边。我站在海边看远处的点点帆影,寻找那只神秘的南湖小船。就在一九二一年七月,一个并不引人注目的日子,一条并不显眼的小船上,酝酿着一个震惊世界、改写人类新纪元的宣言。那天,十三位黄皮肤的热血男儿,穿不同的服装,操迥异的方言,聚集在一起,把目光对准跨世纪 July, I stood by the sea. I stood on the beach looking at the little sail shadow, looking for that mysterious South Lake boat. In July 1921, on an unobtrusive day, an inconspicuous boat was brewing a declaration that shocked the world and rewritten the new era of mankind. On that day, thirteen yellow-skinned hot-blooded men, wearing different costumes and speaking different dialects, gathered together to look at the cross-century