历史是不可重复的,偶在个体的偶然命运同样也是不可重复的。多年以前,我就耳闻自己置身其间的这座北方城市——沈阳在50年代中期接待过两个懵懂的法国人,一男一女,他们谈笑风生也许是带着猜疑和困惑的目光走过了这片刚刚挣脱战争阴影洋溢着新生气息的土地。是的,那是在抗美援朝取得实质性胜利之后的某个秋高气爽的季节,你可以尽情想象蓝天里自由飘浮的白云,广场上涌动的欢乐的人的 History is not repeatable, even the occasional fate of individuals is also not repeatable. Years ago, I heard about this northern city where I was in the middle of the world. Shenyang had received two ignorant French men and women in the mid-1950s. They were laughing and joking and might have walked past with suspicion and confusion Just get rid of the war shadow filled with new breath of land. Yes, it was an autumn season after the substantive victory of the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea. You could imagine imagining the free floating white clouds in the blue sky and the joyful people in the square