她走了,这位世纪老人!她走了,这位文学大师和文坛泰斗!她走了,这位爱的使者!她走了,是在兔年的春绿里!她走了,是在将要到来的新世纪的初春的新潮里!她走了,人们都在追忆,悼念!我禁不住潸然泪下……客厅变成了灵堂中央民族大学里那套窄小的宿舍,我和老作家露菲结伴走近那熟悉的203室门口。门上的“医嘱谢客”小纸条还贴在那里,只是已经发黄了。门是虚掩 She’s gone, this century old! She’s gone, the literary master and the literary world! She’s gone, the messenger of love! She’s gone, in the spring of the Year of the Rabbit! The coming of the new century in the early spring trend! She left, people are reminisced, memorial! I could not help but shed tears ... ... The living room into a small set of narrow dormitory in the Central University for Nationalities, I and the old writer Luffy Approached the familiar door 203. The door, “doctor’s order,” a small note is still there, just yellowed. The door is empty cover