1956年,是难以忘却的一年。当年8月底,凡考取上海音乐学院作曲系的同学,无不兴高采烈地前去报到,只我一人因突发黄胆性肝炎,迟到月余。10月初,当我第一次踏进作曲系宿舍时,心中泛起无限感慨。初中毕业即参加工作的我,多年来从北至南、从国内至国外,工作虽频繁变动,但总 1956, is an unforgettable year. At the end of August of that year, all the students who admitted to the composition department of the Shanghai Conservatory of Music came to report with all their glee. Only one person was late for more than a month due to an outbreak of yellow-biliary hepatitis. In early October, when I first stepped into the composer quarters, my heart filled with emotion. I graduated from junior high school to work that I, from north to south over the years, from home to abroad, although the frequent changes in the work, but the total