在我个人的印象里,这本杂志是与一首古歌伴生的。那是一首旷世的古歌谣。十年前的一个夜晚,《普洱》杂志创刊的酒会。阔窗外的高楼霓虹灯闪烁,大厅里名流云集,一如继往的欢声笑语,一如继往的各方祝贺讲话,香槟喷吐着气泡……会至酣时,突然听得一阵异样的鼓响,随鼓声走进一队老老少少的人,他们有的打着包头,有的身挂长刀,有的裹着筒裙,有的赤脚牵着娃娃,身上穿的是手织布的衣服,但都有被阳光晒得黝黑的皮肤,脸上有种单纯原初的表情。这支参 In my personal impression, this magazine is associated with an ancient song. That is a piece of ancient songs. One night ten years ago, “Pu’er” magazine started its reception. High-rise neon lights flashing wide windows, gathered in the hall celebrities, as always, laughter, as always, all the parties congratulated speech, champagne spit bubbles ... ... to the end, suddenly heard a strange drum sound, With the drums into a team of old and young people, some of them in the name of Baotou, some body hanging knives, and some wrapped in skirts, and some barefoot holding the doll, who is wearing hand-woven clothes, but all Sun tanned skin, his face a kind of pure original expression. This reference