2005年秋天,我坐在塞纳河边栗树下的长椅上,剥着烤栗子吃,想起10年前在农家乐吃煮栗子的我们。当时有人说:“这不就是清人吴乔在《围炉诗话》自序中说的‘与东海诸英俊围炉取暖,啖爆栗,烹苦茶,笑言飙举,无复畛畦’吗芽”10年过去了,一切如徐志摩所说:“你我相逢不过是偶然,过后你有你的生活,我有我的方向。” In the autumn of 2005, I sat on a bench under a chestnut tree on the banks of the Seine, peeled roasted chestnuts and remembered us eating and cooking chestnuts ten years ago at my farmhouse. At that time, some people said: “This is not the Qing Wu Qiao said in the preface of the” Weir of the Stories of the Furnaces, “and all the furnaces in the East China Sea are heating their furnaces. Bud ”10 years have passed, and everything is like Xu Zhimo said:“ You and I meet but only by chance, after you have your life, I have my direction. ”"