我愛月夜,但我也愛星天。從前在家鄉,七、八月的夜晚,在庭院里納涼的時候,我最愛看天上密密麻麻的繁星。望著星天,我就會忘記一切,仿佛回到了母親的懷里似的。三年前在南京,我住的地方有一道后門,每晚我打開后門便看見一個靜寂的夜。下面是一片菜園,上面是星群密布的藍天,星光在我們的肉眼里雖然微小,然而它使我們覺得光明無處不在。那時候我正在讀一些關于天文學的書,也認得一些星星,好像它們就是我的朋友,它們常常在和我談話一樣。
Looking up at the starry sky, I would leave everything all behind, as if I’ve returned to the embrace of my mother. Three years ago. there was a back door where I lived in Nanjing and each night when I opened the back door. I could enjoy a silent night. On the ground existed a vegetable garden and in the sky was the star-studded blue sky. Tiny as the stars in our naked eyes, they give us a sense that the light is all-pervading. In those days I was reading some books about astronomy and I could distinguish some stars, as if they had been my friends and often talked to me.