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2017年1月23日,忽闻冯其庸先生去世的消息,我如受五雷轰顶,不禁失声痛哭。我受教于先生30年,温言教诲,尚在耳畔,点点滴滴的记忆,一时俱来目前。正月初六,我和朱振华相约,来到张家湾告别恩师,在先生家中临时搭建的灵堂前向先生叩首告别,这里原本是冯先生的会客室,而今已是人去景异。身体虚弱的师母闻听我和振华来了,在女儿幽若和海英的搀扶下特地从二楼蹒跚走下楼梯,拉着我和振华的手,喃喃回忆着先生最后的日子,“老先生最近几个月都不能下楼了,还
January 23, 2017, I suddenly heard Mr. Feng Qi Yong’s death, I was like thunderstruck, can not help but cry. I was taught to Mr. 30 years, telling, still in my ears, bit by bit memories, all the time now. On the sixth day of the first lunar month, I met with Zhu Zhenhua and came to Zhangjiawan to bid farewell to my teacher. In front of my husband’s home, the gentleman bowed her husband to say goodbye. This was originally Mr. Feng’s reception room. The weak mother and mother heard me and Zhenhua, under the help of your daughter You Ruoyou Haiying under the stairs from the second floor hobbled down, took me and Zhenhua hand, murmured the last days of Mr., ”The old gentleman can not go downstairs in recent months, still