本振忠先生是学者，但我和不少人一样，却是从读他的随笔和散文开始“认识”他。在他的笔下，那黄山白岳，寒烟衰草，都仿佛成为斜阳残照中一缕昏黄而温暖的回光。徽州像像座积尘的老宅，被他“吱呀呀”地推开了失修已久的大门，轻轻地角摸着那些埋藏在尘土的最深处、虽已古旧 Mr. Benjin Chung is a scholar, but like many of us, I started to “know” him from reading his essays and essays. In his pen, that Huangshan Baiyue, cold tobacco, all seem to be a ray of dimness and warmth of the sun shining. Huizhou like a dusty old house, he was “squeaky” to open the door of disreputable for a long time, gently touched those buried in the deepest part of the dust, though old