Remembrance in Separation
No other water remains once I have seen the Cang Sea. No other cloud exists once I have been to Wu Peak.
Going to Africa: The "Developmental" Choice of A Young Chinese Engineer
First of all, I was no longer afraid of death at this time, because it was obvious that death would be much happier than the life of a middle class in Beijing; secondly, I was no longer afraid of my following life, because I was completely clear on the life that I hated, and any other kind of life was something I could try.