序一九七七年十月,我重游皖南旧地。在太平群山怀抱中,青弋江已沉眠于碧绿的湖底,我眯着双眼遥望水镜,三十七年前的往事,历历如在眼前。早年烈士的血雨化作今天的泪花,夺眶而出,更加缅怀我们敬爱的周总理和死于国难的革命先烈,写了《太平湖上行》以纪之。 Preface In October 1977, I revisited old southern Anhui. Embracing the peace in the mountains, Qingyi has been sleeping in the green lake bottom, I narrowed my eyes looking at the water mirror, 37 years ago, the past is as before. The blood of the martyrs of the early years turned the tears of today into tears and even more cherished the memory of our beloved Premier Zhou and revolutionary martyrs who died in the national crisis.