“梨花开,春带雨/梨花落,春入泥……”一曲凄凄惨惨戚戚,怎不道尽人间悲欢离合、生死壮歌……没去那个阴阳两相随的地方,但透过媒体同仁笔下的字里行间,那个送别场面亦令无数敬者泪如雨下、魂断千里,纵然不临现场,可那一刻谁又能把持住对大师崇敬的泪腺呵。大师仙逝,长歌当哭,山河动容,无怪乎五月多雨,五月地动山摇。梅葆玖、李世济、陈忠实、张黎,一个个,中国文化界名人离我们而去。我虽不懂京剧,但知悉国粹,知悉梅派,喜欢那能令我们如痴如醉的京剧味儿,偶会听 “Pear blossom, spring rain / pear falls, spring into the mud ... ” a miserable miserable, how not to make human worldly joys and sorrows, life and death, Through the words of the media colleagues in the line, the farewell scene also make countless Jing tears, the soul of thousands of miles away, even if not the scene, but at that moment who can hold the respect of the lacrimal glands Oh. Masters dead, long songs, crying, moving mountains and rivers, no wonder May rainy, moving to shaken in May. Mei Bao Jiu, Li Shiji, Chen Zhongshi, Zhang Li, one by one, the Chinese cultural celebrities away from us. Although I do not understand Peking Opera, I know the quintessence of Chinese culture, know the Mei school, like the Peking Opera that can make us feel mesmerized,