不知是随着年龄的增长,还是触景生情,近年来经常在脑海中浮起若干往事,怀念一些故人。每当打开我的印章盒,便不由得想起罗叔子同志,他不仅为我刻了较多的印章,还为我拓印了一册印存,在那些朱红色的字里行间,颇得一些美的享受和力量。见物思人,他已经被逼归山十有五年了。他的最后一方未刻完的印章,至今还默默地躺在我那小小的木盒里。 I do not know with age, or touch the scene, in recent years often float in my mind a number of past events, miss some old people. Whenever I opened my stamp box, I could not help thinking of Comrade Luo Shuzi. He not only printed more seals for me, but also printed a copy for me. Between those red lines, he enjoyed some beautiful enjoyment. power. See things think, he has been forced to return to the mountain for five years. His last unfinished seal was still lying silently in my little wooden box.