四次苏州之旅在日记上数了数,父亲在上海的最后一年,自仲春起,回了四趟苏州。头一趟是带我去上祖坟。十八年前我在草桥念书的那个春假里,带我去过一回,遇上了大风,这一回却是在蒙蒙细雨中。乘午后的快车到苏州站已是四点半,路滑难行,走到玄妙观,爷儿俩足力不济,踅进宫巷里一爿小酒店歇脚。一人一斤绍兴,消磨了一个 Four trips to Suzhou were counted in the diaries. His father returned to Suzhou four times in the last year of his life in Shanghai. The first trip took me to the grave. Eighteen years ago, in the spring break I studied at Caoqiao, I took a once-in-a-kind encounter with a gale, but this time I was drizzling. Express train ride to Suzhou is half past four pm, slippery road, came to Xuanmiao concept, the two children full of bad luck, 踅 into the palace Lane, a small hotel rest. One pound Shaoxing, killing one