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又到了北国黄叶飘零的季节,我翻着这张已经发黄的照片,遥望着寒星闪烁的夜空,想起了一位优秀的作家,一位诚挚的朋友。路遥兄弟,你已经走了十年了…… 认识路遥,是在70年代中期。那时,他刚从延安大学毕业,分配在《陕西文艺》编辑部,正好与我的一位老同学汪炎一起工作。我到编辑部去看汪炎,却正巧遇上了路遥。他个子不高,肩宽膀圆,皮肤黑黝黝的,显得十分壮实,一口地道的陕北口音,让人感到亲切厚道。当时,我曾有一本诗集由陕西人民出版社出版,路遥也写过一首同类题材的诗在《陕西文艺》上发表。他笑着握着我的手说: “以后,我们是诗友了!”
Once upon a time when the yellow leaves of the North were falling, I turned this already yellowed picture, looking down at the gleaming night sky of the cold stars, reminding myself of a good writer and a sincere friend. Lu Yao brothers, you have gone ten years ... ... know the distance, is in the mid-70s. At that time, he just graduated from Yan’an University and was assigned to the editorial department of Shaanxi Literature and Art, just working with one of my old schoolmate Wang Yan. I went to the editorial department to see Wang Yan, but happened to be on the road. He is not tall, shoulders wide and round, swarthy, appears to be very strong, an authentic northern Shaanxi accent, people feel kind and kind. At that time, I had a collection of poems published by Shaanxi People’s Publishing House, and Lu Yao also wrote a poem of the same genre published in “Shaanxi Literature and Art.” He smiled and held my hand and said, “We are poets later.”