引子剑与箫公元二零一四年六月中某日,我终于从沉埋已久堆积如山的关于龚自珍的故纸堆中抬起头来,长长地吁了一口气。我感到可以坐到电脑桌前,敲打键盘,来写一部龚自珍的传记了。一个可以感觉到其生命体温——有着棱角分明脸颊的普通而又伟大的思想文化巨人,正从纸页内走出,深深地嵌入到我的电脑屏幕上。他在历史的深处与现实中的我,开始了一场超越时空的心灵对话。在喧闹的市廛,他旁若无人般把我拉到他身边,席地而坐,就着一壶老酒,自斟自饮,酒到酣处,妙语迭出,谈笑风生,嬉笑怒骂, Yinzijian and Xiaozong One day in mid-June 2014, I finally looked up from the pile of old paper pieces about Gong Zizhen who had been buried for a long time and took a long breath. I felt I could sit at a computer desk and beat the keyboard to write a biography of Gong Zizhen. An ordinary and great intellectual and cultural giants who can feel the temperature of their lives - with angular cheeks - are coming out of the paper and deeply embedded in my computer screen. In the depths of history and the reality of me, he began a spiritual dialogue beyond time and space. In the bustle of the market, he was like no one like me pulled him around, sitting on the ground, on a pot of wine, since pour drink, wine to the inflated, punchline, laughing, ridicule,