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十二年前的夏日,我们与悦良欢聚在胥城,送他远行西域出任“林周太守”。十二年后的秋日,我们相约在松陵,却不再欢笑。他愣愣地坐在藤椅中任凭我们唠叨,而他的话我们却全然不解。我们只能悟,只能猜,只能穿越时空,回溯到十二年前甚至更远更远的“江南风”雅集,那时的他谈笑风生,神采飞扬。我们不禁追问:雪域高原那段刻骨铭心的历程于他、于书法、于生命究竞发生了什么,带来了什么……桌上摆放着素雅的《墨缘杂忆》,还有那幅精致得让人嫉妒的行书尺
Twelve years ago in the summer, we and Yue-wei gathered together in Xucheng, sent him to the Western Regions as “forest week prefect ”. Twelve years later, we meet at Songling, but we no longer laugh. He Leng Leng sitting in a wicker chair let us nagging, but his words we are completely puzzled. We can only enlighten, we can only guess, only through time and space, back to twelve years ago, even farther and farther “Jiangnanfeng ” elegant set, when he was laughing and beloating. We can not help but ask: What did the unforgettable journey of the snow-covered plateau mean to him during the calligraphy and in the study of life? What was brought on the table? Exquisite envy of the line ruler