1秦志波哭了。无声的泪水将黑夜濡湿成一汪泼了墨的水。黑夜可以掩盖人的视线,却掩盖不了悲伤的蔓延,秦志波听到泪水滴落在被面暗沉的声响,就像小的时候,母亲的泪水滴落在他身上,泪水是热的?凉的?但他知道,有一种泪水却可以让人痛彻心脾,无法承受。冬天的夜晚静谧而深沉,一切都屏息了发出声响的欲望。外面异常的安静,哪怕是偶尔一辆出租车在街道上疾速而过的呼啸声也不曾传来。黑夜封存了整个世界,类似于凝固起来的寂静是它 1 Qin Zhibo cried. Silent tears wet night into a splash of ink. Night can cover people’s attention, but can not cover the spread of sadness, Qin Zhi wave heard tears dripping in the dull sound, just as a child, his mother’s tears dripping on him, the tears are hot? But he knows that there is a kind of tears can make people heartbroken, unbearable. The winter night is quiet and deep, everything is breathtaking. Outside the unusual quiet, even if occasionally a taxi whistling in the street speed has not been heard. Dark night sealed the whole world, it is similar to the silence of solidification