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我经常骂自己乌鸦嘴、假老练,骂自己不该“忽悠”恩师。前不久回川东老家,拜访中学时的语文老师,几杯酒下肚,一老一少跳过年龄成了哥们儿。两鬓斑白的恩师走进里屋,抱出一叠文稿说,这是他写的长篇小说,说自己年轻时喜欢过一个漂亮女孩,虽然痛失爱情,但自己得在小说里再爱一下。他让我在成都联系个出版社,若能改编成影视什么的,那夕阳无限好,最美是黄昏,圆他几十年的作家梦不说,还能让更多的人为爱情掉点眼泪。
I often curse myself crow mouth, fake sophistication, scolded myself should not “Fudge ” mentor. Not long ago returned to eastern Sichuan hometown, when visiting the language teacher in middle school, a few glasses of wine, young and old skipped into buddy children. Two white streaks of teachers into the back room, holding a pile of manuscripts that this is his novels, said he liked a young girl, although the loss of love, but they have to love in the novel again. He told me to contact a publishing house in Chengdu. If it can be adapted into a film or television program, then the setting sun is infinitely good. The most beautiful one is twilight. The writer who circles him for decades does not dream of it, but also allows more people to shed tears of love.