You are the charcoal fire in the harsh winter, the thick shade in the scorching summer, the stepping stone in the turbulence, the beacon light in the foggy sea, the invisible air, and the unstoppable spirit. The sunshine arrived. Ah, friendship, where are you?
I once heard your eloquent words in the correspondence of Marx and Engels; I once saw your heart as deep as the sea in Du Fu's poem "Dream of Li Bai" ; I once appreciated your noble aspirations in the banner "One bosom friend is enough in life" presented to Zhai Qiubai by Lu Xun; I once saw your generous smile in the blood Bethune lost to the Eighth Route Army...
You are stronger than love. Throughout the ages, the gaps of slander, the rifts of misunderstanding, the barriers of space, the passage of time... are all devastation that the flowers of the soul cannot bear - you, neither exclude the third party nor criticize the fourth party. You can bridge the gaps, eliminate misunderstandings, transcend space and time, despise the gloating gaze, see through the insidious smile, and heal the bleeding heart.
You are closer than blood. For thousands of years, the bankruptcy of emotions, the misappropriation of property, clan disputes, and the competition for five people, like the bloody fight among hungry wolves, have made the genealogy splattered with stains and blood; like a strong The earthquake turned the bloodline building into ruins in an instant. And for you, no matter natural or man-made disasters or thunderbolts, no matter the wind that sows dissension, no matter the thick fog of conspiracy... nothing can make you doubt or betray your judgment. You are as tough as a mountain rock, and you are as continuous as a long stream of water...
You are more eternal than life. With you as a spiritual bridge, human beings can break through the barriers of different ages, different genders, different statuses, different languages, different skin colors, and different countries, and join together to form a team with the same goals and goals. The holy alliance of justice, build an indestructible Great Wall, defeat evil, safeguard justice, resist aggression, defend truth, climb the peak of culture, capture the fortress of scientific research... and do everything that is beneficial to mankind, even if The physical you disappears in the world, but the spiritual you still exists. Like stars, like the bright moon, like the morning glow, like the rainbow, it appears in the spiritual universe. As long as life exists in the universe, you will always exist in life.
But where have you been now? I am walking in the corridor of history, I am wandering in the ruins of ten years of catastrophe, I am looking for you, ah, friendship, I am staring at the slogans on the ruins that have been erased by the passage of time, aren't they the scars all over your body? In that era of "talking every year, talking every month, and talking every day", friends became the thread that tied them to each other, and friendship became a cloak on the bourgeoisie, so their developed brains plotted to frame their comrades for many years. Conspiracy, clever writing to fabricate evidence of betrayal of inseparable friends; long blood-red tongue splashing out suspicions that will always be unsubstantiated...
At this time, I saw your face turned red, angry, desperate, and struggling But he was helplessly driven with tears in his eyes, step by step withdrawing from the realm of the human spirit.
But your warmth is still in this world! That’s why some people risked their lives to protect the young people who harbored Tiananmen crimes, some people would rather be beaten themselves than accept external accusations to fabricate perjury, and some people braved the wind and rain to take in the orphans of “gangsters”... However, this residual warmth So weak, what our children have learned since childhood is to use curses instead of polite greetings, use fists instead of gifts, use "back door" as a stepping stone to open up the road to flight, and rely on "connection" pimps. To jump over the difficult ditch...
You are the charcoal fire in the harsh winter, you are the shade in the scorching summer, you are the stepping stone in the turbulence, you are the beacon in the sea of ??fog... Ah, Friendship, I sing you, I praise you, may you stay forever on this ancient land...
Excerpted from the February 1981 issue of "People's Literature", author/Li Lingzhen
I also had doubts about the author of this article. , I personally think they are the same person. I also checked Li Zhentong’s version and wrote that you will always be in my life. It’s gone from behind. So I think this is more comprehensive. In fact, it doesn’t matter who the author is.