方圆百里,一望无际的全是突凸的钢筋建筑,没有一座山峰可以登临。或许这座城市能够登高的地儿就只剩屋顶了。乘着星光攀登至屋顶,我试图去垂直于这个主宰芸芸众生的大地,满足脚踩世界的荣光。徒劳无功,自己还是与这个世界平行,而我只能与其面面相觑,却无法俯视他。太阳仍旧在我头上,日月星辰仍旧在我头上,宇宙仍旧在我头上。所以,我仍旧是一个活在低处的人。曾经那样焚膏继晷地埋首于汪洋题海,换来的却是试卷上满目的腥红和苍白无力的分数,而周边的人不见得有多勤奋却每每轻松地大举得胜。 A hundred miles radius, the endless all-convex steel buildings, there is no one can come to the summit. Perhaps the only place the city can climb is the roof. As the stars climb to the roof, I try to meet the glory of my foot on the earth perpendicular to this earth that dominates mortal beings. In vain, I am still parallel with this world, and I can only look at it with my face, but can not look down upon him. The sun is still on my head, the sun, moon and stars are still on my head, the universe is still on my head. So, I am still a living person. Once the incineration followed by buried in the ocean, in exchange for the test paper is full of scarlet and weakness of the score, and the surrounding people do not necessarily have more diligence but often easily triumph.