每当我漫步家乡的花间小径,放眼姹紫嫣红的数万亩牡丹花海的时候;每当我迈进炎黄艺术馆,环视院内的一草一木,拜读展厅内那一幅幅巨制佳作的时候;每当我擦肩路过北京友谊医院,遥望那熟悉的干部病房的时候;人民的艺术家——黄胄先生的形象就在我眼前闪现:与黄老相处的一桩桩往事,如同电影一幕幕出现在眼前。 Whenever I walk the hometown of the flower path, look colorful tens of thousands of acres of peony flower sea; whenever I enter the Yanhuang Art Museum, look around the yard of the plants and trees, Whenever I rub shoulders past Beijing Friendship Hospital and look into the familiar cadres’ ward, the image of the artist of the people, Mr. Huang Bin, flashes before my eyes: a pile of stories with Huang Lao At hand