一个午后,我叩开了位于沪上西区一幢旧式公寓的房门,这便是上海市老干部大学百岁学员钟韵明溢满书香的寓所。钟老早已在客厅迎候,还是对闪烁着温暖光芒的眸子,还是那双弥漫着坚毅力量的手掌,还是那张依稀可辨世纪印痕的沧桑面庞——这一切仿佛在向我诉说着百年不老的故事。 One afternoon, I knocked open the door of an old-style apartment in Shanghai’s Upper West Side. This is the place where Zhong Yunming, a centennial student at the veteran university in Shanghai, is full of scholarly books. Bell has long been waiting in the living room, or shining warm light of the eye, or that filled with determination of the palm of your hand, or that vaguely identifiable century Vicissitudes of the face - all this seems to tell me a hundred years old story.