在兰州南关的一间写字楼里,我终于见到了他。他是个闲不下来的人,刚端来一盘水果,又沏来一杯青茶。看着他忙来忙去的身影,我心想,这“闲不下来”或许就是他奉行多年的准则。对他而言,闲下来的人生,是静止的,是没有前方和色彩的。我只有安静地坐在沙发上,从他的一言一行,从那件深蓝色的夹克服里装着的并不高大的身形中,窥探些许隐藏的内容。等他忙完了,坐在桌子对面,我才得以仔细端详他的面容。他始终面含微笑,方圆面孔上的胡须,与头顶如雪 In an office building in South Gate, Lanzhou, I finally saw him. He is a man who has no time to rest, just come to a plate of fruit, but also made a cup of green tea. Watching him busy figure, I thought, this “leisure time ” may be that he followed many years of guidelines. To him, the idle life is still, there is no front and color. I only sat quietly on the couch, glancing at some of the hidden content from his own words and deeds, from the not tall figure in the dark blue jacket. When he was busy, sitting across the table, I was able to look closely at his face. He always had a smile on his face, beard on the face and snow on his head