In the summer of p>1994, I visited Jianghan Petroleum College with Shi Baoheng and got together with the leaders of the college. This poem was an impromptu work and was immediately published in Alumni Newsletter. It has been forty years since I graduated from Beijing Petroleum School in 1955 and went to the northwest. In the 199s, Jianghan Petroleum Institute Alumni Association published a book "Towering Drilling Tower", in which there was an article interviewed by Mr. Shu Xianlin. At that time, I said: Now is not the time to sum up. Although Mr. Shu said a lot of good things, I felt that there were too few things to say at that time and my thoughts did not reach that depth. Looking back on the past 4 years, although fame has not been built, the heart of dedication has not disappeared. I don't think the word fame is evil. Isn't there a sigh of "thirty fame and dust" in Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong"? This fame is also an objective thing, a natural thing in social life. People who like it may not get it, and people who don't like it may not be able to criticize it. Objective things can only be evaluated objectively, so it is better to be indifferent to fame. And subjective things are something you can control. Man's life is nothing more than "labor" and "creation" as Marx thought.