一个活着的人扛着自己的墓碑说:“送你一面风月宝鉴。”——作者题记梦一一个缥缈的天球,变成一个大大的“儒”字。许多鱼尾人在“儒”字球体上爬着,转动着。强大的万有引力紧紧地吸引着我们,谁也不敢偏离轨道,永远做着周而复始的机械运动。我试探着往轨道外飞行。飞到半空,又被万有引力拉回地面。在飞速的下落中,在与大气层的摩擦中,我感到屁股火一般地发烧。一个鱼尾人惊叫道:“呀,你的尾巴呢?”我一摸屁股,果然没有尾巴了。我很惊慌,没有尾巴是叛逆的标志,怎么生存下去?看看同伴们,他们尾大不掉, A living person carrying his own tombstone said: “Send you a bourbon treasure.” - The author of a dream dream of a stagnant celestial sphere, into a big “Confucianism ” word. Many Fusi people crawl on the “Confucianism” sphere and turn. Strong gravitation attracts us tightly, who dare not deviate from the track, always doing the mechanical movement of the cycle. I try to fly out orbit. Fly to mid-air, but also by gravity pull back to the ground. In the fray, in the friction with the atmosphere, I feel ass fire generally fever. A fish tail exclaimed: “Yeah, your tail? ” I touch the buttocks, and certainly no tail. I am very alarmed, no tail is a sign of rebellion, how to survive? Look at companions,