我一直对俄罗斯的一切怀有一种深深的兴趣。我甚至感到,在这里用“兴趣”这个字眼未免份量太轻了——那是一种情不能已的神往和注视,既包含着一种情愫,也包含着许多思索。这当然不无原因。这种情感的培育首先得之于俄罗斯文学,那种略带几分忧郁的浪漫深情,像冬原的白雾一样,处处笼罩着你的心灵;还有俄罗斯知识分子要为全世界受难的弥塞亚精神,也是一种能使人深受感染的悲剧性的哀伤;鲁迅说过,俄罗斯式的知识分子,中国还没有;他也一定是感受到了一点什么……而这一切,在二十世纪初却统统转化为一 I have always had a deep interest in Russia. I even feel that it is too light here to use the word “interest” - it is an exultation and attention which contains both a feeling and many thoughts. This is certainly not without cause. The cultivation of this feeling must first come from the Russian literature, the kind of somewhat romantic melancholy affection, like the white mist of winter, everywhere, enveloped your heart; there are Russian intellectuals to suffer the world for the Mi The Seya spirit is also a tragic sadness that can make people feel infected. Lu Xun said that Russian-style intellectuals have not yet had China; he must have felt something ... And all this, at twenty The beginning of the century but all into one