1939年,爸爸如愿以偿考入西南联大中国文学系。用今天大学的标准衡量,当年的爸爸绝对算不上好学生。因为他生活太散漫,学习太偏科。爸爸的散漫是有据可查的。他在小说《鸡毛》中,对联大25号宿合有这样一段描写:二十五号南头一张双层床上住着一个历史系学生,一个中文系学生,一个上铺,一个下铺,两个人合住了一年,彼此连面也没有见过:因为这二位的作息时间完全不同。中文系学生是个夜猫子,每晚在系图书馆夜读,天亮才回来;而历史系学生却是个早起 In 1939, my father got his wish admitted to the Southwest Associated University Department of Chinese Literature. With today’s university standards, when the father is definitely not a good student. Because his life is too casual, too generous to learn. Papa’s casual is well documented. In his novel “Chicken Feather,” he described such a passage to No. 25 Junction of the UN General Assembly: On the 25th at Nantou, a bachelor-level student lived in a bunk bed, a Chinese student, a shop, a shop, The two lived together for a year and never seen each other face-to-face: for the two men had completely different schedules. Department of Chinese language students is a night owl, night reading in the library every night, dawn came back; and the Department of History students is an early age