次过梵王渡路 ,一段少年时代的春愁总是悄悄涌上心头 ,几番回首“少年心事当挈云 ,谁念幽寒坐呜咽”的心路历程。１９４７年 ,我刚好１７岁 ,满怀初生之犊不畏虎的勇气 ,只身几千里而远离乡关来到江南。初到白下 ,负求学的愿望受挫。幸好得到一位既是小老乡又是世交 ,当年在 Vatican Wang Du crossing times, a boyhood spring sadness always quietly in my heart, looked back and forth several times, “young minds when clouds, who read quietly sitting sobs” mentality. In 1947, I was just 17 years old, full of the courage of the young caliph who did not fear the tiger, only a few miles away from the township and came to the south. When you get to the bottom, your desire to learn is frustrated. Fortunately, get one who is both a small fellow and worldly, then