2003年9月的一个下午。成都市支矶石街3号。 顺着半掩的房门,屋内的情景映入我们的眼帘:一位头发苍白的老者坐在沙发上,静静地翻看着手中的报刊,神情安详,目光矍铄,眉宇之间透出一股清直,令人肃然起敬,这就是翟希贤老人给我们的第一印象,就在他这个简朴的家中,我们受到了非常热情的接待。 翟老欣喜地领着我们参观了他的书房。一走进去,便是一股溢人的书香。各类书籍汗牛充栋,充分印证了他学识涉猎的广博。而特别引人注目的是占了绝大部分的法律类书籍和剪报:堆成厚厚的刑法类、民法类、经济法类等。而已经泛黄的报纸和那厚厚的一叠卷宗则清晰地向我们诉说着他这20多年来的法律情结。 看着他额头写满沧桑的皱纹一舒一展,我们跟随这位古稀老人慈详的眼神,走进了他的心灵。 One afternoon in September 2003. Chengdu, Rockstar Street on the 3rd. Along the half-open door, the scene inside the house greeted us: a pale-haired old man sitting on the sofa, quietly looking at the hands of the newspaper, looked calm, eyes shy, revealing between the brow Stocks straight, awe-inspiring, this is the first impression of Zhai Xixian old man to us, in his simple home, we received a very warm reception. Zhai La delighted to lead us to visit his study. As soon as I entered, there was an overflowing scholarly smell. Kind of books filled with books, fully demonstrated his extensive knowledge of hunting. Of particular note is the vast majority of legal books and clippings: thick criminal law, civil law and economic law. The yellowed newspaper and the thick stack of volumes clearly tell us about his legal complex for more than two decades. Looking at his forehead filled with vicissitudes of wrinkles Shu Shuxian, we follow the ancient thin Ci eyes, into his heart.