时光如梭,眨眼间三年过去。我的良师我的益友,我的好邻居冯牧同志离开我们已经整整三个年头了。三年宛如一梦,斯人已乘黄鹤悄然而去。而我,直到今日,仍不能接受这个严酷现实。在我脑海里,冯牧同志没有同我们永别,每每出门或归来,我总有一种念头:又能看见他……冯牧。他没有永远离开我们这些朋友,也不会这样悄然舍弃他终生为之操劳奋斗的文学事业。久不见他,那一定是上班去了。一定是出席一次什么 Time flies, blink of an eye three years later. My mentor My friend, my good neighbor Comrade Feng Mu has left us for three full years. Like a dream for three years, Sri Lanka people have quietly took the Yellow Crane. And I, until today, still can not accept this harsh reality. In my mind, Comrade Feng Mu did not farewell to us, often go out or return, I always have a thought: can see him ... ... Feng Mu. He did not leave these friends forever, nor did he quietly abandon his literary career that worked tirelessly for life. Long time no see him, it must be go to work. It must be something to attend at once