或许是天意、缘分,或许是自作多情,总觉得自己与徐渭多少有点沾上边儿。这不,只要到家后边的北窗一站,就可以看到那高高的,郁郁葱葱的青藤树。只要不出差,书房是我每天必到的地方,只要一到书房,第一眼看到的就是那高大的青藤树了。先生已仙逝,可树却年复一年的长着,越长越有神儿,越活越有仙味了。真不知是先生魂魄所致,还是先生遗下的酒汁残墨的滋润,反正其精、气、神活脱有先生的通风——我以为。真是神啦!每每如此,总会想起那： Perhaps God, fate, perhaps self-esteem, always feel a little stained with Xu Wei and Xu Wei. This does not, as long as the station behind a window north of the station, you can see the tall, lush ivy trees. As long as not on business, study is my place every day will be, as long as the study, the first glance that is tall ivy trees. Mr. has passed away, but the trees can grow year after year, the longer the more children, the more alive the more cents. Really I do not know is caused by Mr. soul, or wine left by Mr. Mo residual Mo moisture, anyway, the essence, gas, god live off his gentleman’s ventilation - I thought. Really God! Every so, always think of it: