Original text:
I never refuse to throw away a piece of paper-I always keep it, fold it into a boat and throw it into the sea.
Some were blown into the window of the ship by the wind, and some were wet by the waves and stuck to the bow. I still keep folding them up every day, hoping that one of them can only flow where I want it to go.
Mom, if you see a white boat in your dream, don't be surprised that it dreams for no reason.
This is your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes. Wanshui Qian Shan, please let it go home with her love and sorrow!
Creative background:
1923 In early summer, Bing Xin graduated from yenching university. In August 17 of the same year, she went to study in the United States by mail ship Yorkshire from Shanghai. Arrived in Kobe, Japan on August 19, and visited Yokohama on August 2 1. Judging from the writing time, this poem was written by the poet on a seagoing ship that continued to sail to the other side of the ocean on the sixth day after his visit to Yokohama.