诗人张侠先生离开我们已七年了。七年,恍若一梦啊!总觉得,张侠一直没有离开我们。我经常可以梦到他。读他的诗歌或散文的时候,仿佛他就在我们身旁,在同我们说话,与我们一起探讨文学或人生。每次坐车去昌吉的时候,我都觉得马上就可以见到他了。他就在这个城市里,在某幢住宅楼里,只要站在楼下的马路上大声喊他的 Mr. Zhang Xia poet left us for seven years. Seven years, reminding us of scenes ah! Always feel, Zhang Xia has not left us. I can dream about him often. As he reads his poetry or prose, it seems as if he is right next to us, speaking with us and with us about literature or life. Every time I go to Changji, I feel I can see him right away. He is in this city, in a residential building, as long as standing on the street downstairs shouting his