其庸先生辞世那天,我一整天都在昌平小院读书写作,晚间开机,突见到幽若(先生二女儿)的信息:“卜兄,我父亲今天中午12∶18在潞河医院平静安详仙逝……”尽管已有思想准备,我仍深感震惊与痛殇,立即驱车赶往张家湾。六环路照例是黑黢黢的,沿途已见零星烟花,要过年了,而数日后就是先生九十三岁寿辰,文星陨落,从来都是如此 Mr. Yong died on the day I day Changping small hospital reading writing, boot at night, sudden to see if you (Mr. second daughter) message: “Bu brother, my father 12:12 at noon today in Luhe Hospital Calm and serene death ... ... ”Despite the mental preparation, I was still deeply shocked and painful, and immediately drove to Zhangjiawan. The Sixth Ring Road is, as usual, black and black, and sporadic fireworks have been seen along the way to celebrate the new year. But a few days later it is Mr. Tsang’s 93-year-old birthday, the fall of Wen Sing, which has always been the case