夜读王如的长篇小说《家风》,在那静静的翻书声中,仿佛听到了光阴行走的跫音,陪着主人公杨柳生老人在东北小城度过了一个世纪之久。国破山河在,城春草木深。家即是国,家风也是国风,任何时候都不要与祖训失散,以至于道德沦陷。我想,这也是作者的担忧吧!家风徐徐而来,只为吹化那片被人心封锁的冻土。莫言草木深处尽荒凉,自有枝繁叶茂杨 Night reading Wang Ru’s novel “family style”, in that quiet turn the sound of the book, as if to hear the sound of time walking, accompanied the hero Yang Yusheng old man spent a century in the northeast town. Broken mountains in the country, the city of spring deep grass. Home is the country, family style is the national wind, at any time do not be separated from the ancestral home, that morality fell. I think this is also the author’s concern! Home wind slowly, only to blow that patch of frozen soil. Mo Yan grass made deep desolate, own branches and leaves of Mao Yang