1951年早春的一天,南太平洋上依然是寒风凛冽,在马来亚开往中国的一艘客轮上,一群学生模样的青年人在光线暗淡、拥挤的统舱里热烈地谈论着,如果细心的人走过,便听得出他们七嘴八舌讲的是各自怎么瞒着家庭,暗地准备,终于可以回到祖国母亲怀抱的故事。其中的一位还不时挥动一下手臂,他的脸庞因为激动显得红通通的,眼睛里闪动着快乐的光芒,这位青年便是潘俊 One day in the early spring of 1951, the South Pacific was still cold and windy. On a passenger ship bound for China in Malaya, a group of student-looking young people talked warmly in dimly lit, crowded compartments. Walked through, they could hear their talkative is how each telling the family, secretly prepared, and finally can return to the motherland mother’s story. One of them not yet waved his arm from time to time, his face was red due to excitement, his eyes flashing a happy light, the young man is Pan Jun