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When I walked down the steps with a pile of books in my arms and walked out of the library, a familiar senior came towards me. After three or two greetings, he pointed at the old man who just passed me and said that that was Mr. Liu naichang. I was quite surprised. I turned around and saw only a vague back, gray woolen coat, peaked cap and unhurried steps. This was about 28 years ago. At that time, Mr. Liu naichang had already been a well-known scholar, specializing in literature of the two Song dynasties, especially devoting himself to the research of Li Qingzhao, Su Shi and Xin Qiji. It’s a pity that I didn’t listen to the teacher’s instruction by myself. At that time, the teacher who taught us the pre-Qin literature was Zhang Yuanxun, the modern literature was BU Zhaolin and Zhou Haibo, and the contemporary literature was Li Xinyu and Meng Meng, in the aspect of literature ideological trend history, the Masters like Wei Shaoxin are all famous figures in Quyuan. Although their personalities are different, their knowledge is praised by people. As for Mr. Liu naichang, to be honest, he only heard his name but didn’t know his person. The first time I contacted Mr. Liu naichang was in a spring afternoon. I took the liberty to knock the door gently for three times, and then stood beside the stairs with my hands crossed anxiously, looking nervously at some strange teachers who kept going downstairs in a hurry. A distant relative who was far away from the Provincial Academy of Social Sciences planned an extracurricular reading book about poetry in middle school. He wanted to find a national famous expert in poetry research to write the preface, and naturally he thought of Mr. Liu naichang. This kind of thing finally fell on me, which was obligatory but fearful in my heart. I was worried that the master would refuse. When I was sweating profusely, the gentle Mr. Liu came out at the opening of the door. The master gave me to my home. After I sat down, he asked me the reason for my visit carefully. After I stated my purpose incoherently, the Master agreed and agreed that it was limited to one week. I turned around and said goodbye. Mr. Liu, who was gentle and smiling, kept sending me downstairs, then slowly turned around and went upstairs. Later, I seemed to know a lot. A week later, after sending the received preface by express mail, I took a long sigh of relief and felt grateful for the success of this matter. Unexpectedly, in the early morning of the next day, Mr. Liu naichang found the Western Union classroom and told me in a hurry that there were three places that needed to be changed, one of which was punctuation! I was surprised secretly, and couldn’t help admiring Mr. Zhou’s rigorous academic attitude. Soon, because the literature society would invite several learned professors in the Quyuan to give lectures, it was natural that Mr. Liu came to mind again. After Mr. Zhang Yuanxun talked about it in the Western Union classroom, Mr. Meng made a report in the university student club, later, Mr. Wei Shaoxin gave a lecture in the north building of the library. Mr. Liu naichang, who had been contacted, had not had time to speak. Suddenly he heard that he had been transferred to the School of Arts of Shandong University, this made me feel a little disappointed for a long time. In recent years, I have written several character proses along the context of literature development. For several times, I wanted to write a pen to describe Li Qingzhao, the talented woman who was shy to go away, but sniffed the green plum, but hesitated again and again, always cannot put pen to paper. There seem to be many reasons. Deep in my mind, I was still afraid of seeing Li Qingzhao’s looking for Qi Rong and his miserable eyes. If I didn’t sink my heart into the bottomless dark night, into the pain of the huge country breaking down and the family dying, if I wanted to get close to her, it cannot be broken. Therefore, he searched and found out the research articles of Mr. Liu naichang, from which he tasted the life track of the talented woman who made the Song Dynasty shine brilliantly. Perhaps, I think, in Mr. Liu’s works, this immortal goddess with tragic fate is more vivid than what I wrote. After Mr. Liu naichang left Quyuan and transferred to the College of Literature of Shanda, there were about two correspondence. One of them was when writing the graduation thesis, Xin Qiji, the poet of Southern Song Dynasty, was selected at first. After reading a lot of books, he felt that his thoughts seemed to be there or not, which was intermittent, so he decided to write a letter to Mr. Liu. However, Mr. Liu’s mailing address I am unclear. After checking the postal code, he took the liberty of writing a letter that seemed to be unknown now. After putting it into the mailbox, he waited for it. That anxious mood was just like dating a strange late woman. One week, two weeks, three weeks, can’t wait any more, so we have to transfer to modern and contemporary literature. After the structural framework of the paper was roughly formed, the letter from Mr. Zhou flew like a goose. It was surprising and bitter. It was hard to talk to the teacher about the paper, and it seemed that there was no need to reply to the letter. Every time I think of the teacher’s words of encouragement, I always feel sad in my heart. Mr. Liu naichang was already dead, and his voice, face and smile appeared in front of him from time to time, which made people sad and choked. Mr. I is a low-key person. Few materials about his life were published in public. This literary researcher, who was a teacher of Xia Chengtao, was like a floating cloud for fame and profit. He only knew that he kept studying, teaching and writing. Even if he was suffering from Alzheimer’s disease in his later years, his only memory was Song Ci. Who moved the Western wind to the painting fan, lightened the Rouge, cooled the fragrant wrist, and the beauty of Song poetry made people enchanted. Back to the ancient Song dynasty with long sleeves and feather fan scarf, Yan jiandao, who thought fresh and graceful, sighed Li Qingzhao, who was weak and supported the wind, sang sad and angry poems and listened to quaint songs, what a stirring feeling! It was no wonder that Mr. Liu naichang was extraordinary and free from vulgarity, and he was free and easy from ancient times, which was the essence of Song poetry that he read thoroughly. Because he edited and wanted all kinds of books, he naturally quoted some research results about literature of Song Dynasty from Mr. Liu, and he often felt guilty in his heart. I always wanted to listen to his instruction face to face, but I was afraid of disturbing Mr. Zhou’s life in his later years. It is painful for Mr. Zhou to drive a crane. I always feel grateful. Thinking of Li Qingzhao’s words in “Breaking the Huanxisha”, he could understand the meaning of poems and books in the rest of his pillow, and it was the teacher who made the knowledge of poems and books to be idle and to achieve a great realm of life, therefore, he became a leading scholar of ancient literature research admired by the world. Like (prose editor: indifferent) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. 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