囚绿记陆蠡这是去年夏天的事情。我住在北平的一家公寓里,我占据着高广不过一丈的小房间,砖铺的潮湿的地面,纸糊的墙壁和天花板,两扇木格子嵌玻璃的窗,窗上有很灵巧的纸卷帘,这在南方是少见的。窗是朝东的。北方的夏季天亮得快,早晨五点钟左右太阳便照进我的小屋,把可畏的光线射个满室,直到十一点半才退出,令人感到炎热。这公寓里还有几间空房子,我原有选择的 Imprisonment in mind the land Lu 蠡 This is the last summer thing. I lived in an apartment in Peiping. I occupied a small room of grandeur, a wet floor of brick, paper-plastered walls and ceilings, two glass-paneled windows with smart decks Roller blinds, which are rare in the south. The window is east-facing. The northern summer sun shines brightly, and at about five o’clock in the morning the sun shines into my hut, shooting awesome light into the room until it exits at half past eleven. It feels hot. There are a few empty houses in this apartment, I had my choice