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教育界老前辈张其光同志病逝了,终年七十二岁,闻者惜之。我和其光同志认识了三十多年,长期来得到他的教导和培养。愕耗传来,信增悲痛。我匆忙赶到他的家里慰问凭吊,在其光同志的遗像前,虔诚地献上一束鲜花。我含着眼泪写了一首悼诗,以纪念这一位良师益友: 南国初春传愕耗,卅年往事涌心头。 横眉俯首经风雨,促膝谈心几度秋 我有疑难君解惑,胸无芥蒂复何求? 鲜花一束灵前祭,梦里相逢泪暗流。
Zhang Qiguang, the veteran of the education sector, died of illness and died at the age of seventy-two years old. I have been acquainted with Comrades of Light for over thirty years and have long been taught and cultivated by him. Astonishment came, letter increased grief. I hurried to his home to comfort him and to devoutly present a bunch of flowers in front of his illustrious portrait. I wrote a mourning poem with tears to commemorate this one mentor: the early spring of the South began to spread its consternation, the eruption of my heart. Hengmei bowed down the storm, hurried talked about several times autumn I have trouble Jun doubts, chest no grudges complex? Flowers a bouquet of prequel, the dream of tears meet undercurrents.