说来也真巧,今年5月我在美国波士顿亚洲文化中心举办个人画展时,开幕式上我刚讲完话走下讲台,只见人群中一位穿一袭黑衣、身材匀称的女郎向我走来,紧紧握住我的双手,噙着泪花低声道:“吴叔叔,您好!”我回过神采仔细端详,啊,这不是朱碧云吗?她倒一点没变,还是和小的时候一样,只是长高了 It was also true that in May this year when I organized my personal exhibition at the Asian Cultural Center in Boston, the United States, I just finished speaking at the opening ceremony and saw a girl dressed in black and well-proportioned I came, and firmly hold my hands, whispered tears: “Uncle Wu, hello!” I recollected carefully, ah, this is not Zhu Biyun? She did not change a bit, or small Just like when, just grow taller