我的哥哥,他在家中排行第四,因为与我最亲密,平时我只叫他哥哥。哥哥走的时候,是在那年秋天一个晴朗的夜晚,广瞀的夜空没有一丝云彩。从前住在乡下时,常听村里的老人说,天上那颗一眨一眨的亮星就是当天走的人。那天我想和哥哥一块儿再玩一玩儿时常玩的数星星游戏,可是满天的繁星却湮没在城里的万家灯火中,我找不到哥哥在哪里。 My brother, he ranks fourth at home, because with me the most intimate, usually I only call his brother. When my brother walked, it was a clear night of that autumn, and there was no cloud in the night sky in Kwangju. When I used to live in the country, I often heard from the elderly in the village that the bright star in the sky was the one who walked that day. That day I wanted to play a few stars playing with my brother again and again, but the stars of the sky were oblivious to the lights in the city and I could not find my brother.