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在滁州游罢醉翁亭,走遍了琅琊山之后,兴匆匆地登上北归的列车,正想闭目养神,邻座一位热心的旅伴,却将他携带的《人民日报》递给了我。当我随便翻阅时,突然有一行黑体字的标题《<蒋经国传>作者江南在旧金山被暗杀》,映进了我的眼帘。江南,是他吗?他真的已经被凶手们暗杀了吗?不会的罢,他多么结实和活泼的身影,还不住地在我的眼前晃动,他多么机智和诙谐的话语,还不住地在我的耳边腰响。这分明的身影,这真实的报道,一起在我的眼前颤抖起来,究竟是怎么回事
Get out of bounds in Chuzhou drunk Weng Ting, traveled Langyashan, hurriedly boarded the North returned train, just want to close their eyes and repose, an enthusiastic companion next to his wife, but he carried the “People’s Daily” handed Me When I casually flip through, suddenly there is a line of bold characters in the title “Jiangnan Biography” Jiangnan was assassinated in San Francisco, "reflected in my eyes. Jiangnan, is it him? Did he really have been assassinated by the murderers? No, how strong and lively he was, and still shaking in front of my eyes, how witty and witty he was, not living Waist ring in my ear. This clear figure, this real story, trembling together in front of me, what is going on