不揣冒昧去敲素昧平生的凌子风的家门,未免忐忑。不想刚推开门,“好极了,请进”的热情话语便兜头扑来,驱散了心中的局促。整幢楼正在粉刷中,凌老的家也稍显凌乱。凌老迅即用抹布擦净了自己设计的低矮的有两个写字台般大小的四方大茶几,又忙着泡上茶,端上几个比酒盅略大的茶盅,招呼我们坐下。好精神的老头,近1.80米的个头,硬朗的身板,粗壮的大 Not ignoring ignorant ignorant of the life of Ling Zi Feng’s home, is unruly. Do not want to just open the door, “very good, please enter,” the enthusiasm words will rushed to the waist and disperse the cramped heart. The entire building is being painted, Ling old home also slightly messy. Ling Laoxun wiped his own design with a low-profile two desk-sized square big coffee table, but also busy making tea, carrying a few slightly larger than the cup of tea, greeting us to sit down. Good old man, nearly 1.80 meters tall, tough body, stout big