已是十月,杭城的秋日桂香四溢,叶色斑斓,铺满了沉淀与收获的气息。青航抱着很厚的一叠书稿,兴冲冲地走进办公室,让我作序。以我的学识与资历,占据一部作品的这个位置实属勉强,所以之前已几经推却,但每次均以演化为我们俩对这部作品主题及内容的进一步讨论而告 It is already October, Hanging autumn cinnamon overflowing, colorful leaves, covered with the atmosphere of precipitation and harvest. Tsing Hua holding a thick stack of books, excitedly into the office, let me preface. With my knowledge and qualifications, this position of occupying a piece of work is reluctant, so it has been pushed several times before, but each time evolving into the further discussion of both the subject and the content of the work by both of us