一初冬的夜幕下,我从深圳到达南岳衡山脚下已是晚上八点多。我决意要在早晨登临最高的祝融峰,就得连夜上山。在大门口附近找到一辆可以上山的私家车,与车主夫妇谈好价格后,就载着我往山上离祝融峰较近的观日台招待所而去。我心里慨叹:三十年了,这份入髓的情思,没有被时间冲淡,倒像一块钢铁在岁月的炉火中来回锻造,历久弥坚。 A winter night, I arrived from the foot of Hengshan in Nanyue is more than eight o’clock in the evening. I am determined to board the highest Zhu Rongfeng in the morning and have to go up the mountain overnight. In the vicinity of the gate to find a private car that can go up the mountain, and the owner and the couple talked about the price, carrying me to the mountain closer to Zhu Rongfeng view of Japan’s hostel away. My heart laments: Thirty years, this into the marrow of the feelings, have not been diluted with time, instead of a piece of steel back and forth forging in the years of fire, long enduring.