秋心:在我这种懒散心情之下,居然呵开冻砚,拿起那已经有一星期没有动的笔,来写这封长信;无非是因为你是要半年才有封信。现在信来了,我若使又迟延好久才复,或者一搁起来就忘记去了;将来恐怕真成个音信渺茫,生死莫知了。来信你告诉我你起先对她怎样钟情想由同她互爱中得点人生的慰藉,她本来是何等的温柔,后来又如何变成铁石心人,同你现在衰颓的生活,悲观的态度。 Autumn heart: In my lazy mood, actually open the frozen inkstone, picked up the pen that has not moved for a week, to write this long letter; is nothing more than because you are only six months to have a letter. Now the letter is coming. If I delay it for a long time, I will forget it, or I will forget it when I put it off; Let me tell you how much love you first felt for her from the consolation of life that she loved each other, how gentle she was and how she later turned into a heartbroken man with a pessimistic attitude to your now-decadent life.