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那天是星期六,一个春暖花开的日子。我在微博发了帖子,约了许多朋友上午到大黑山去踏青,下午顺路去大连大学看阿尔滨的一场球,是李明、迟尚斌和郝海东的PK。找出了一套旧运动服,穿上了旅游鞋,准备轻装上阵。可是在屋子里转悠了几圈也没走出去,冥冥之中,好像有个什么事情要做,什么事情呢?忘了。手机砰然响起,传来焦研峰的声音:“嘉树,你到了吗?那个艺术展览馆在哪啊?我在俄罗斯一条街转了半天没找到啊!”我被他问愣了:“什么展览啊?”“马老的书法啊,马世富!我主持,不是还有你的讲话吗?”
That day is Saturday, a spring day. I made a post on Weibo, and many of my friends went to Daheishan in the morning to go green. On the afternoon, I went to Dalian University to see Albin’s ball. It was PK of Li Ming, Chi Shangbin and Hao Haidong. Find a set of old sportswear, put on sneakers, ready to light. However, wandering in the house a few times did not go out, somewhere, it seems there is something to do, what happened? Forgot. Phone slammed, the voice came Jiao Yanfeng: “Kashiwatra, are you there? Where is the art gallery? I turned a long time in Russia did not find a street ah!” I asked him froze: “What exhibition ah?” “Ma La calligraphy, ah, Ma Shifu! I presume, is not your speech?”