七十述怀作为后记。昨天是我70岁生日。一个人每进入一个接踵而至的十年时,很自然地——虽然未必合理——把它看作一件大事。我30岁的时候,我哥哥对我说,“现在你不再是孩子。你已经成人,必须好好做一个人了。”40岁时,我对自己说,“青年到此为止。”50岁生日时,我说,“自己骗自己没有用,我到中年了,我得同意。”60岁时,我说:“现在我必须把我的各种事情整理一下,因为 Seventy described Huai as postscript. Yesterday was my 70th birthday. Whenever a person enters a decade after another, it is natural, though not necessarily reasonable, to regard it as a major event. When I was 30, my brother said to me, ”Now that you are no longer a child, you have become an adult and must be a good person.“ At the age of 40, I said to myself, ”Young people stop there. When I was middle aged, I had to agree. “At the age of 60, I said:” Now I have to sort through my various things ,because