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亲爱的静文: 在电视上,意外地看到你在纪念徐悲鸿先生诞生一百周年大会讲话。 我一字一句认真地听你讲,“悲鸿在开第二届全国文代会,因脑溢血逝世。当时我只有三十岁……我缅念毛主席、周总理对悲鸿的关怀……”这简单的一席话,内涵四十余春秋饱蕴血泪的过往,深藏心底近半个世纪,如今在庄严的人民大会堂,终于一吐为快,使得我这个远在异国他乡的游子也为之额庆不已。
Dear Static: On TV, I was surprised to see you addressing the General Assembly commemorating the centennial of Mr. Xu Beihong’s birth. I read a word carefully listen to you, “Beihong opened in the second session of the National Assembly of the Republic of China, died of cerebral hemorrhage when I was only thirty years old ... ... I miss Chairman Mao, Premier Zhou’s care for Beihong ... ...” This simple speech contains more than 40 springs and bloods, which have accumulated deep blood and tears in the past. With a deep sense of heart nearly half a century, now in the solemn Great Hall of the People, I finally spit it out, making me a wanderer in a foreign country as well Celebrations endless.