历史,是由胜利者书写,但历史不属于胜利者,历史属于它所有的参与者,属于那些读史的人。文字总是有局限性,横竖撇捺之间无法将历史像网鱼一样地概括。于是,每一个人从历史的蛛丝马迹中,都能读出些不一样的东西来。这便是那年夏天南京之行,我所感悟的。我们是在傍晚抵达南京的,车窗外,南京现代化的灯光如繁星洒落在紫金山下,远远地,笼罩在夜幕中。渐渐地下起了雨,窗外的世界变得模糊了, History is written by the victor, but history does not belong to the victor; history belongs to all its participants and belongs to those who read history. There is always a limitation in writing, and history can not be generalized as if it were a fish. Thus, everyone can read something different from the clues of history. This is the trip to Nanjing that summer, I know. We arrived in Nanjing in the evening. Outside the car window, Nanjing’s modern lights shone like stars under the Purple Mountain, far behind. Gradually rained, the world outside the window became blurred,