去年一天秋晴的午后,我因为天气实在好不过,就搁下了正在赶着写的一篇短篇,一口气走到了二十几年前曾在那里度过半年学生生活的之江大学的山中。20年的时间的印迹,居然处处都显示了面形:从前的一片荒山,几条泥路,与夫乱石幽溪,草房藩溷,现在都看不见了。尤其使人感觉到我老何堪的,是山道两旁的那一排青青的不凋冬树;当时只同豆苗似的几根小小的树秧,现在竟长成了可以遮蔽风雨,可以掩障烈日的长林。一路上走着看着,又微微地叹着,自山的脚下走上中腰,竟费去了三十来分钟。半山里是一排教员住宅, One afternoon last autumn, autumn and sunny afternoon, because of the weather I was really good, put aside a short article is to rush to write, breath went to spend 20 years ago there lived Zhirenguanzhi students living in the mountains. Impression of 20 years, actually everywhere shows a face: the past a barren mountain, a few muddy road, with husband and disorderly stone secluded stream, grasshouse fanfan, now can not see. In particular, people feel that I am an old man, is the row of mountains on both sides of that row of green non-withered winter tree; at that time only with the number of seedlings like a few small tree seedlings, and now has grown into a shelter from the storm, you can Cover the scorching sun. Walking along the way watching, and slightly sigh, from the foot of the mountain walked in the waist, went so expensive to thirty minutes. Mid-levels is a row of faculty housing,