Ringtone theory
Yu Guangzhong (his alma mater before the centenary of Nanjing University in May 2002)
A river of no return will never turn back after fifty years of waves.
The prodigal son turned back to the north, and it was not his hair that turned back, but his head turned white.
Ivy is crawling all over the Peking University building.
Is it the sorrow of the green vine or the prodigal son?
I miss Peking University Building for a rainy day.
Fifty years.
The copper bell of the iron tower, listen, the bell of the alma mater.
As deep as a mother's voice
The prodigal son who came home late returned from overseas.
I was absent from class for so long that I didn't catch up.
But I caught up with my mother to celebrate her centenary birthday.
Xuanwu is still secret, Zijin is still there.
The garden is full of surprises and the Chinese rose flowers are in full bloom.
The wind brings fresh fragrance, like a reputation broadcast far away.
The prodigal son is old, but his mother is younger.
The river does not turn back, but it is growing.
A century-old bell says, come back.
All my children, come back.
Go home and get together. * * * Warm and loving.
Whether your head is black, mottled or white.