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我近期一个人流落江南,偏偏梦溪几次来电要我去青岛。我真是不知“驴”(如)何是好。梦溪说那是王蒙60年创作研讨会啊!我说王蒙写了60年啦?王蒙今年是69岁呀。梦溪在电话线那头掰着脚趾头算减60等于多少,嘴里还念念叨叨的,终于算出是创作生涯50年。我认识王蒙是20多年前,上个世纪80年代初,那时候是北京作协的极盛时期,每次开会30来个作家济济一堂。有次会议休息时王蒙笑指我:祖芬一开会就没精神,我一讲话她就来神了。一点不错。开会时我总坐在后边,只要王蒙一发言,我就仲长脖子越过三十来个脑袋去对准那个机智的脑袋。好像光用耳朵
I am a person recently fell Jiangnan, Mengcai why several calls asking me to Qingdao. I really do not know “donkey ” (as) what is good. Mengxi said it was 60 years of creative workshops Wang Meng! I said Wang Meng wrote 60 years? Wang Meng this year is 69 years old ah. Dream Creek broke the toe in the other side of the telephone line count as much as 60, his mouth still talking about, and finally figured out his creative career 50 years. I know Wang Meng is more than 20 years ago, the early 1980s, when Beijing was the heyday of the Writers Association, each meeting 30 writers come together. When the meeting was over, Wang Meng laughed at me: Zufen was spiritless at a meeting, and when I spoke, she came to God. A little good. Sitting in the back when I always sit behind, as long as Wang Meng spoke, I crossed my neck over thirty heads to align the witty head. It seems to use light ear