那一天，我的确又上了山，我记得十分清楚。起先我坐在藤椅里，把双手平放在

那一天，我的确又上了山，我记得十分清楚。起先我坐在藤椅里，把双手平放在膝头上，然后我打开门，走进白光里面去。我爬上山，满眼都是白石子的火焰，没有山葡萄，也没有小屋。

那一天，我的确又上了山，我记得十分清楚。 起先我坐在藤椅里，把双手平放在膝头上，然后我打开门，走进白光里面去。 我爬上山，满眼都是白石子的火焰，没有山葡萄，也没有小屋。

That day, I did go up the mountain again. I remember it very clearly. First I sat in a cane chair with my hands flat on my knees. Then I opened the door and went into the white light. When I climbed up the mountain, my eyes were full of white stone flames. There were no mountain grapes or cottages.<br>