那是将近半个世纪以前的旧事了。我经过洛阳去山西抗日前线。呈现在我眼前的,竟然是一座古老破旧的小城——狭隘的街巷、冷落的市廛,夜晚在昏灯下踯躅的寥落行人和一声声清脆的刁斗——这难道就是我向往中的“九朝故都”历史名城洛阳吗?我顺沿东门外一条公路走向白马寺。隆冬季节,田野空旷,寒鸦在雪地里觅食,走了七、八里地不见人烟, It was an old thing nearly half a century ago. I went through Luoyang to Shanxi anti-Japanese front line. What appeared in front of me turned out to be an ancient shabby town - narrow streets and lanes, empty pedestrians in the dusk and crisp diapals - is this what I aspire to The “ancient capital of the nine dynasties,” the historical city of Luoyang? I Shun along the east gate of a white horse temple. Winter season, the open field, jackdaws looking for food in the snow, gone seven or eight miles to see people,