马铃薯兄弟(以下简称马):亚伟,我已经不记得初次见面的确切时间了,但肯定是在某一次全国书市期间,是福州?长沙?还是桂林?那时的你是一个忙碌的图书出版人,我也去过你的定货现场,你忙于向客户推销你的产品,包挂在胸前,这是你给我留下的挥之不去的印象。民营出版,在中国一度是十分苦难的营生,但你和一干诗人朋友竟整得风生水起。在那些繁忙的时光里,我已几乎不再把你当诗人看待。但当看到你重新开始 Potato brother (hereinafter referred to as horse): Yawei, I do not remember the exact time of the first meeting, but certainly during a certain time in the national book market, Fuzhou, Changsha, or Guilin, then you are a busy book publishing Person, I have been to your order site, you are busy selling your products to customers, hanging on the chest, this is the impression you left me lingering. Privately-run publishing was once a very difficult business in China, but you and your fellow poets were well-behaved. In those busy times, I almost no longer treat you as a poet. But when you see you start again