多少年来，我一直为一些事物的失传而忧叹疑虑。明明知道这只是一己的异想，它们或应该失传或任怎样也无可挽回了，在情感上，抑或是人性里，却也仍觉得极难受，不忍心看见，也不愿意知晓。 第一次听说新鲜的“绿色文化”一词，是在一位酷迷自然的搞园艺的 “秋翁”那儿。他言 For years, I have been sighing for the loss of something. It is plain to know that this is only one’s own vision. Whether they should be lost or not is irretrievably irrelevant, emotionally or humanely, they still feel extremely uncomfortable, can not bear to see, and are unwilling to know. For the first time I heard that the word “green culture” is fresh and natural in a gardening “Qiu Weng”. He said