辛明先生故去已三十余年了。我最不能忘记的是他在谈笑时那一副孩童般天真的神态。岁月以滴水穿石般的韧力把记忆冲刷得遥远而模糊,惟有他不经意间讲述的一件小事,多少年以后,在我的上意识迟钝状态下,突然从我的下意识缝隙中跳了出来。 Mr. Xin Ming has been to more than thirty years. The last thing I can not forget is the naive demeanor he used when he was laughing. Years dripping through the stone-like resilience of the memory washed away far and fuzzy, but he only inadvertently described a small thing, how many years later, in my unconscious state of mind, suddenly jumped out of my unconscious gap.