奇文不可读, 读之盈襟泪; 往事不堪忆, 忆之肝胆碎。 去年已闻荒芜病, 不意忽如殒星坠, 掩卷怕看舒公文, 此文铺天盖地横风骤雨 ——一似半夜蛟龙呻! 当年我亦北大生, 生幸不死死微尘; 欲遣巫咸叩帝阍, 黑奴吁天天不闻。 不幸生,不促死; “投之有北”常事耳, 祖龙之坑亦如此。 当年我亦北大徒, 浑浑噩噩生死途, 日记白写焚无余, 文献无征愧荒芜。 少年子弟江湖老, 我老江湖徒懊恼, Unreadable, unreadable, tearful memories of the past; Last year, we heard about the barren disease, accidentally, such as stupid stars fall, scared afraid to see Shu Gongwen, this article overwhelming cross-weeping - like a dragon in the middle of the night! Wulian salute Emperor 阍, black slaves daily deafness. Unlucky students, do not promote death; “cast a North” common ears, the ancestral pit so. In those days, I also North Apostles, muddy unexplored life and death path, diary white burned, the literature without desecration barren. Young children old arena, I Laojiang Lake just upset,