695,巨鹿路上一里弄号。2017年初春去上海,又不知不觉走向695。是个阳光淡淡的日子。走进弄口,吹来一阵冷风。是风寒?是心境?天色有些阴沉下来,下垂的双手抚摩裤缝,不知迈步拾阶,还是并拢伫立。抬头瞥见朱红木门,拜识画界前辈贺友直先生的诸多往事,尤其是他浓浓的乡情,像打开了记忆岁月的录像机,一一回放。初次拜访是2009年的一个夏日,那时因为在组织策划《慈孝句章》连环画创作,欲聘请贺先生为顾问,便从宁波去上海。拜访的三人都与贺先生不熟。作为具体联系人的我,怕生头陌脚的窘 695, Julu Lane one Lane Lane. In the spring of 2017, I went to Shanghai and unknowingly moved to 695. It is a sunny day. Into the mouth, blowing a burst of cold. Is the cold? Is the mood? Some gloomy weather, drooping hands stroking his pants, I do not know step by step, or stand together. Glimpse Zhu Hong wooden door, to meet the predecessors of painting industry, Mr. You You Straight past many, especially his thick nostalgia, like the memory of the years opened the recorder, one by one playback. The first visit was a summer of 2009 when he went to Ningbo from Ningbo because he planned to organize the creation of a comic strip of “Ts’ai Hsiao”. All three people are not familiar with Mr. He. As a specific contact, I’m afraid of a stranger