The Lesson Before I Quit Chapter 11

I didn't understand ancient Chinese, so he read it sentence by sentence in Mandarin, then went back to the beginning and explained the ancient characters and dictionaries in Shanghainese. During those years, he was in the frenzy of resuming his writing, claiming to be "a second youth". One article after another, literary thoughts surged, "like a seed that grows". At that time, we had been living in New York for five years. We had never thought that we would return home in the future, and we never expected that my husband would have Wanqing Xiaozhu in Wuzhen in his later years. After reading the poem, the following lines appeared :

On the 14th day of the second lunar month in Bingyin, I was so alone that I was alone overseas, but Daniel Chen gave me wine to celebrate.

In the header of Michael Mu's letter, he always called me "Dan Qing", and occasionally "Fo'er", which was the nickname he gave me - it was the happiest time for my husband and I, young and old, without guessing. "Lonely Overseas". Two years later, in 1989, Michael Mu began to lecture on the history of world literature. Twenty-three years later, Michael Mu died, and "Literary Memoirs" was published.

This notebook is next to the computer at the moment. I have no choice but to cover my face and cry bitterly as I write this.

Written in Beijing from December 15th to 28th, 2013