Liu Hui:
Ge Yimin:
We met last spring. But don't you want to ask me that---- "Who are you?"
Why didn't I ask you---- "Who are you?"
Yes, we know each other. We know each other in the spring of nature; It is enough to know each other in the spring of our lives. Why ask: "who are you?"
Sometimes I feel that you and I are both a drop of water, each from a different place. A rainstorm - the cradle of the great soul, makes you and I become a drop of water. In the air, in the sound of thunder and lightning, in the control of the wind, after a painful journey, I have temporarily found a place to live, the green holly tree.
You and I fall on the same tree, but each has its own land under its own feet. Is the leaf you live in a boat? Green side, green mast. I don't know. What kind of oar did you paddle and what kind of sail did you pull?
In the thick spring, the smile, like a wisp of smoke, dissipates, dissipates, in the bright morning, in the quiet night.
When a bead of water with the desire to purify itself, with the longing for the boundless sky, accumulates strength and is ready to change and fly, another bead of water, please let her say "take care of you".
If you hear my wishes, doubt is the whisper of the breeze;
If you hear my wishes, doubt is the trembling of leaves.
You don't have to ask, "who are you? I took your wishes, but who are you?"
The door of spring is open for you, and the door of the world is open for you. Go in with your talent, confidence and courage.
And I, I can only watch you go forward, behind you, silently watching.
Don't ask, "who are you?"
In the future, you won't lose sight of the sun. When the clouds come for a while, you don't have to look for me. At that time, bless you, comfort you, there will be other people, because you do not know who I am.
If you must know, please ask the breeze, the moon and the ocean. In the game of light wind, in the clear brightness of the moon, and in the movement of the ocean, you will find a silent but satisfactory answer:
"I am a drop of water."
Wang Qun:
To temporary classmates and permanent friends:
The clock explains punctuation and sentences,
In the sea of punctuation and sentences,
I was lucky to meet a handsome and tall friend of the opposite sex,
--------That's you.
Some people say that life is a chance encounter,
You and I are like two stars in the universe,
Running along their respective tracks,
We met head-on several times,
And I said goodbye several times without saying a word.
It is not easy to know but difficult to deal with,
But a hazy veil of mist,
So that we can not understand each other.
The melancholy of parting makes people depressed,
It evokes thousands of melancholy,
Make my heart turn low.
Goodbye, friend,
Maybe on the way of life
Without the focus of our farewell,
Only in the pages of memory,
Leave these short lines of Acacia.
Yu you: Wang Qun
On April 9th, 1986
Liu Hui:
Ge Yimin:
We met last spring. But don't you want to ask me that---- "Who are you?"
Why didn't I ask you---- "Who are you?"
Yes, we know each other. We know each other in the spring of nature; It is enough to know each other in the spring of our lives. Why ask: "who are you?"
Sometimes I feel that you and I are both a drop of water, each from a different place. A rainstorm - the cradle of the great soul, makes you and I become a drop of water. In the air, in the sound of thunder and lightning, in the control of the wind, after a painful journey, I have temporarily found a place to live, the green holly tree.
You and I fall on the same tree, but each has its own land under its own feet. Is the leaf you live in a boat? Green side, green mast. I don't know. What kind of oar did you paddle and what kind of sail did you pull?
In the thick spring, the smile, like a wisp of smoke, dissipates, dissipates, in the bright morning, in the quiet night.
When a bead of water with the desire to purify itself, with the longing for the boundless sky, accumulates strength and is ready to change and fly, another bead of water, please let her say "take care of you".
If you hear my wishes, doubt is the whisper of the breeze;
If you hear my wishes, doubt is the trembling of leaves.
You don't have to ask, "who are you? I took your wishes, but who are you?"
The door of spring is open for you, and the door of the world is open for you. Go in with your talent, confidence and courage.
And I, I can only watch you go forward, behind you, silently watching.
Don't ask, "who are you?"
In the future, you won't lose sight of the sun. When the clouds come for a while, you don't have to look for me. At that time, bless you, comfort you, there will be other people, because you do not know who I am.
If you must know, please ask the breeze, the moon and the ocean. In the game of light wind, in the clear brightness of the moon, and in the movement of the ocean, you will find a silent but satisfactory answer:
"I am a drop of water."
Wang Qun:
To temporary classmates and permanent friends:
The clock explains punctuation and sentences,
In the sea of punctuation and sentences,
I was lucky to meet a handsome and tall friend of the opposite sex,
--------That's you.
Some people say that life is a chance encounter,
You and I are like two stars in the universe,
Running along their respective tracks,
We met head-on several times,
And I said goodbye several times without saying a word.
It is not easy to know but difficult to deal with,
But a hazy veil of mist,
So that we can not understand each other.
The melancholy of parting makes people depressed,
It evokes thousands of melancholy,
Make my heart turn low.
Goodbye, friend,
Maybe on the way of life
Without the focus of our farewell,
Only in the pages of memory,
Leave these short lines of Acacia.
Yu you: Wang Qun
On April 9th, 1986
