初次见到廖先生心中充满了疑惑。早就听说他是香港人,摆在我案头的他的作品--《明史纪实系列·正德皇帝全传》足有一尺多高,用16开纸打印得整整齐齐,版式也排得非常漂亮。我想廖先生一定是香港文坛的一员宿将,衣着考究,举止得体,谈吐不凡;可是站在我面前的这个人衣着普普通通,神色疲惫,甚至略显颓丧,是一个走在北京的街道上一点也显不出什么的人。不知是因为初次见面,还是天性使然, First met Mr. Liao heart full of doubts. He had long heard that he was a native of Hong Kong. His work in my desk, “Documentary Series of Ming History, Complete Biography of Masanori,” was more than a foot tall and printed in neat rows with 16 pages of paper. Pretty. I think Mr. Liao must have been a member of the Hong Kong literary arena, well-groomed, well-behaved, and extraordinary in conversation. However, the man standing in front of me is an ordinary man with a weary look and even a slight depression. He is a man walking in Beijing People in the street did not show anything at all. I do not know because of the first meeting, or natural,