前几天去杭州,和一位刚认识的朋友聊天,不知怎么谈起了夜半钟声,这位一直笑嘻嘻的朋友,突然沉下脸来,语气也一下子变得沉重肃穆了:“我不愿意听那夜半的钟声!”“为什么?”我感到奇怪。“心里难受。为一群冤死的溺水者难受。”“什么?溺水者?”我更为大惑不解。朋友于是讲了一 A few days ago, I went to Hangzhou and chatted with a friend I just met. I didn’t know how to talk about the clock in the middle of the night. The friend who had been smiling, suddenly fell to his face and the tone suddenly became solemn and solemn: “I don’t Willing to listen to the midnight bell!” “Why?” I was surprised. “I feel uncomfortable in my heart. I feel uncomfortable for a group of drowning drowning people.” “What? Drowners?” I was even more puzzled. Friends then talked about