读完陈官煊先生的《荒唐岁月》,已是凌晨两点。这在我并不多见,我是日出而作日入而息的人。书中呈现的岁月,算不上漫长,却足够荒诞(我觉得叫《荒诞岁月》更好),同时又因其足够荒诞而显得分外漫长。它是官煊先生的断代史,属于他本人,但绝 It is already two o’clock in the morning after reading the absurd years of Mr. Chen Guanli. This is rare in me, I am the sunrise and the daily income of people. The years presented in the book are not long, but absurd (I call “absurd years” better) and, at the same time, seem exceptionally absurd because of their absurdity. It is the official history of Mr. Guan, belongs to himself, but never