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2002年3月1日上午,春寒料峭。时任《春秋》杂志总编辑的我,在北京大学朗润园一所普通的公寓里,终于见到了仰慕已久的当代人文社会科学界的泰斗、我们的山东老乡季羡林先生。季老个子高高,清癯儒雅,穿一件薄薄的黑色中式棉衣,朴素得像寻常百姓家的老爷爷。我们进去的时候,他正坐在桌前看书,听说山东省政协的客人来了,忙起身相迎。我们听到他边走边小声问秘书:“我穿这样出去行吗?”秘书李老师说:“行,行,挺好的!”
March 1, 2002 morning, chill. At that time, I was editor-in-chief of Spring and Autumn Period magazine. At the ordinary apartment of Long Run Park, Peking University, I finally met the admirer of the contemporary humanities and social sciences who admired for a long time. Season old tall, elegant Qingli, wearing a thin black Chinese coat, simple like ordinary people’s grandfather home. When we went in, he was sitting at the table reading, I heard that the guests of the CPPCC Shandong Province came, get up and meet each other. We heard him whisper and asked the secretary: “Do I wear this out?” Secretary Li said: “OK, OK, OK!”