盛夏的北京,干热异常。我手捧一束金黄色的康乃馨,在友人的指引下,来到了一栋旧式楼洞前。拾级而上,几乎不敢相信鼎鼎大名的沈老先生竟然住在这样的地方。友人食指轻叩,一扇略显陈旧的朱红铁门缓缓打开——我见到了仰慕以久的沈鹏先生。先生面带微笑,中等偏瘦身材,面色略显苍白,满头银发,眼鼻间一架眼镜平添了一股儒雅之气,可亲可敬。先生有着浓厚的家乡情结。知道我是江苏人时,他十分高兴,问了很多家乡事情,我一一作答,相聚甚欢。 Summer in Beijing, dry heat exception. I am holding a bouquet of golden carnations, under the guidance of friends, came to an old-style cave front. Ten level, almost can not believe the famous Mr. Shen Lao actually lived in such a place. Friends index finger tap, a slightly old Zhu Hong iron door slowly opened - I saw admired for a long time Mr. Shen Peng. Mr. smiling, medium-thin figure, looking slightly pale, silver hair, eye glasses between the eyes of adding an elegant atmosphere, amiable and respectable. Mr. has a strong hometown complex. He was very happy to know that I was a native of Jiangsu and asked a lot of things in my hometown.