1968年4月16日晨,从北京体育馆训练局大楼里,抬下了一具尸体。这尸体魁梧壮实,但已经是遍体鳞伤。从面部表情看,生前的痛苦全然解脱了,也不象以往上吊的人那样吐着舌头,好象他是那么平静而又深思熟虑地去迎接死亡的。他躺下了,不失是一位汉子;他站起来,更是一位英雄。 On the morning of April 16, 1968, a body was carried down from the Beijing Gymnasium Training Center building. This body burly strong, but it is already covered with bruises. Judging from the facial expression, the pain before his death was completely relieved, nor was it as pronounced as the person who hung himself in the past, as though he were calm and thoughtful to meet the death. He lay down, after all, a man; he stood up and was even more a hero.