夜幕沉沉,赶到华山医院病床前,先生已是奄奄一息的状态,双眼依微,无言。是夜,乌云翻卷,大雨滂沱。延至凌晨,竟成永别。自初次见到章培恒先生以来,三十多年间的情景,不断在脑海中翻卷,难以平静——人生是没有几个三十年的。想写点东西以寄托哀思,然头绪众多,方寸未安,未能下笔。 Dark night, rushed to the Huashan Hospital bed, Mr. is already dying state, his eyes by micro, speechless. It is night, clouds roll, heavy rain. Delay until the early morning, into a never-ending. Since I first met Mr. Zhang Peiheng, the scene of more than three decades has been constantly curling up in my mind, making it difficult to calm down - life is without a couple of decades. Want to write something to pin the grief, but many clues, restless, failed to write down.