The thermometer had dropped to 18 degrees below zero, but we still chose to sleep in the porch as usual. In the evening, the most familiar sight to me would be stars in the sky. Though they were a mere sprinkle of twinkling dots, yet j had become so accustomed to them that their occasional absence would bring me loneliness and ennui. 　

　
寒暑表降到冰點下十八度的時候，我們也是在廊下睡覺。每夜最熟識的就是天上的星辰了。也不過只是點點閃爍的光明，而相看慣了，偶然不見，也有些想望與無聊。

It had been snowing all night, not a single star in sight. My roommate and I, each wrapped in a quilt, were seated in a different corner of the porch, facing each other and chatting away. 　　
連夜雨雪，一點星光都看不見。荷和我擁衾對坐，在職廊子的兩角，遙遙談話。

She exclaimed pointing to something afar, “Look, Venus is rising!” I looked up and saw nothing but a lamp round the bend in the mountain path. I beamed and sail pointing to a tiny lamplight on the opposite mountain, “It’s Jupiter over there!” 　　
荷指著說：“你看維納斯升起來了！”我抬頭望時，卻是山路轉折處的路燈。我怡然一笑。也指著對山的一星燈火說：“那邊是丘比特呢！”