那个晚上,华师大科学会堂前挤了太多太多的人,他们站了整整三、四个小时,等待一次或许根本没有机会的见面。你一定以为哪个明星来开歌迷见面会了。不,会堂里300多个学生在听一个人作演讲——他就是金庸。那是一个疯狂的夜晚,所有人的热情化作几乎极端的表达方式。在结束演讲的时候,金庸没有听从随行人员的劝告,而是一一为同学签名留念。当他走下讲台时,离我只有几公分的距离。我看见了他的微笑,平静而详和;我与他握手,用他的话说,我们都是做学问的人,不是师生,而是同门。自然是不敢期望这样的地位,然而金庸的随和着实让我感动——他现在的心情,借用他的祖先,明末、清初著名画家查士标先生的诗来说,是“长日焚香静掩关,鸣泉隔屋送潺潺。小窗笔墨余情在,写得云林雨后山。”从后门离开时,金庸被门口的学生团团围住,他没有“水上飞”的神功,他亲切地向痴心的等待者微笑,致意。在一片祝福声中他终于进了红旗轿车,留下一路追随,一路凝望。记得小时候,悄悄把《倚天屠龙记》藏在被褥底下,等半夜父母睡着了才拧开台灯,借着昏黄的灯光沉醉于那个风云变幻的世界。到了早上,还自己叠被子,让秘密保持下去。而一天里盼的就是夜晚的来临,好让那个梦继续下去。当时离武侠其实还很远,看书是为了给平淡的生活添一点颜色。现在,我才真正认识了金庸的魅力,体会到了他所强调的他的作品中那股“侠义精神”。不敢一个人占有这份欣喜,希望可以与大家分享大侠的风范。——编者 That night, too many people were crowded in front of the Hua Shi Normal University Science Hall. They stood for a full three or four hours and waited for a meeting that may not even have a chance. You must think which star will open a fan meeting. No, more than 300 students in the auditorium are listening to one person for a speech - he is Jin Yong. It was a crazy night and everyone’s enthusiasm turned into an almost extreme expression. At the end of the speech, Jin Yong did not listen to the advice of his entourage, but instead signed his signature for the classmates. When he stepped off the podium, he was only a few centimeters away from me. I saw his smile, calm and detailed; I shook hands with him, in his words, we are all scholars, not teachers and students, but the same door. Naturally, I did not dare to expect such a position. However, Jin Yong’s easy-going experience really touched me—his current mood, borrowing from his ancestors, the poetry of famous artist Charles Shibiao in the late Ming and early Qing dynasty, was “long days burning incense. Silently shutting the door, Mingquan sent it across the room. The small window pen and ink sent a message to Yushan after Yunlin Yu. After leaving the back door, Jin Yong was surrounded by students from the front door. He did not have the magic of flying on the water. He Kindly smile and pay tribute to the obsessed waiters. In a blessing, he finally entered the red flag sedan, left behind to follow, stare all the way. I remember when I was a kid, I quietly hid “Yi Tian Tu Long Ji” under the bedclothes, and when my parents slept in the middle of the night, I unwrapped the lamp and drowned in the dizzying light of the ever-changing world. In the morning, I stacked my quilt and kept the secrets. The day’s hope is that the night is coming so that the dream can continue. At that time, it was still far from the martial arts. The purpose of reading was to add a touch of color to the plain life. Now, I really realized the charm of Jin Yong and realized that he was emphasizing the chivalrous spirit in his works. I dare not own this joy, and I hope to share the style of heroes with you. --editor