Author: Hu Shi
I came from the mountains and brought orchids. Plant it in a small garden and hope it will bloom well.
Watching it three times a day is too long; I'm anxious to see the flowers, but there's no one there.
Seeing the coming of autumn, moving flowers for home; The spring breeze will come back next year, and I wish you a pot full of flowers! Hu Shi is an all-powerful figure in China's modern history, but his works are not really known to the public. The first orchid is probably the most popular one. Fresh, simple and affectionate, the expectation and cherish of life are on paper and catchy. But every time I hum this song, in that beautiful melody, I see not orchids, but Hu Shi's hasty and persistent figure. Hu Shi returned with an "orchid"-liberalism. He brought it all the way back, planted it on the land of China, carefully cared for it, and eagerly looked forward to its flowering-more than "seeing it three times a day"! I think it is precisely because of Hu Shi's anxious mood that when he saw this long-lost orchid, he suddenly touched the scene and sprouted poetry. I named it "Hope", perhaps because I hope liberalism can spread to China as soon as possible. Now that the people of Sri Lanka are gone, the song is in my ear. Think about Hu Shi's Orchid, which has been turbulent for nearly a hundred years, but it can't erase its melancholy.