上面这张业已发黄的照片摄于1974年秋,它在我的相册中躺了有23个年头。 如今已到不惑之年的我,出现了器官衰退的迹象:前一天发生的事情,回想起来如同透过薄雾眺远山,虚无缥缈中朦胧、模糊;倘若提起二十年前多的往事,则象举着放大镜欣赏重彩工笔的国画,清晰明确、毫微可辨。 近日,本刊新辟了“老照片”一栏,经编辑部诸位同仁的提醒,我将这张照片摆上 The yellowed photo above, taken in the autumn of 1974, has been in my album for 23 years. Now I have witnessed the signs of organ decline: things that happened the previous day, which, as I recall, looked through the misty mountains, blurred and vague; if I mentioned the many events of 20 years ago, Like holding a magnifying glass to appreciate the colorful painting of the Chinese painting, clear and clear, subtle and discernable. Recently, this magazine has opened an “old photo” column, reminded by my colleagues in the editorial department, I put this photo