“上书房”隐没在西安城南一条不起眼的街道上,附近的城中村拆得差不多了,这栋楼算是西安最早的商品房之一,外观陈旧,院子狭小却安静。坐老电梯“嗡嗡”地上了12楼,主人贾平凹先生等待已久。进门便别有洞天,绕过门口的屏风,一张长桌上放着一块硕大的石头,黑色油亮,中间天然凹了下去,大约是寓意着主人的名字。日常客人来,主人习惯坐在石头后沉重的长条木凳上,与来客相对。现在,他和 “Study room ” hidden in an obscure street in the south of Xi’an, the city near the village demolished about the same, this building is one of Xi’an’s earliest commercial housing, the appearance of old, small but quiet courtyard. Sitting on the old elevator “buzz ” on the ground floor, the owner Jia Pingwa wait a long time. Do not have access to the door, around the door of the screen, a long table stood a huge stone, black shiny, the middle of the natural concave, about the meaning of the owner’s name. Daily guests, the owner used to sit on a heavy bench after stone, and visitors relative. Now, he and