写给徐迟当白鹤飞过,音符,在崭新的春天骤然响起。这是你诞生一百年的春天啊!你且侧耳过来,听一听“春之声”的动情心跳,听一听一群炽热的灵魂,是怎样对你亲近。美的序曲,尾随你翱翔的思绪,从天际弥漫而来,历史,在特定的背景下,越过《哥德巴赫猜想》,又一次进入新的命题。 Written to Xu late Crane cranes, notes, in the new spring suddenly sounded. This is your spring of a hundred years of birth ah! You and his ears come and listen to the “spring sound” heart-beating, listening to a group of hot soul, is how close to you. The prelude to the United States, trailing your idea of ​​soaring from the sky, history, in a particular context, crossed the “Goldbach Conjecture”, once again into a new proposition.