那一天深夜12点多,电话铃响了。是儿子打电话告我范总去世的消息。那夜,我想了很多。是的,他活着的时候,我们想得不多。他走了,我们却想了很多。范总走了,我失去了一位心中崇敬的老领导,失去了一位让我获益颇多的良师益友;范总走了,是一个当代文坛才子、新闻大家的别离;范总走了,却给我们留下了一个当代 That night more than 12 o’clock, the phone rang. Is the son of a phone call to tell me Fan total death message. That night, I think a lot. Yes, we did not think much when he was alive. He is gone, but we think a lot. Fan Zong gone, I lost a revered old leader in the heart, lost a lot to me a lot of mentors; Fan Zong gone, is a genius of contemporary literary, news everyone’s separation; Fan total gone, But left us a contemporary