Sunday, January 25, 1981

In the evening, the dark sky accompanied me. I didn't step on the bicycle, carrying a canvas bag, taking a tired step, walking through the roadway after another.

Come out and welcome, naturally some smiles like a treasure face, which also gives me a little comfort, as if the tiredness suddenly reduced, and there will be a sentence "Thank you" from the ear, and I think this job even feels this job. Significant. At this time, when I sent a evening report to a little boy, he read it lightly: "Jiang, Zhang Moumou was sentenced ... (here the names and contents should be guessed)" What? " I heard it clearly and was startled. This is really a great thing. Suddenly, I feel that a stack of newspapers held in my hand is heavy.

I have to send it quickly so that people know the good news as soon as possible. So he was hundreds of times and his pace was brisk.