If it is not for the sake of Zicheng, I will not know Xu Apo.
Zicheng is my student, but after all, it’s just a matter of course. In a period of time, I started the “writing and appreciation” class at Beijing Language and Culture University. Other students from the university also came to listen to it; Zicheng is one of them. He loves to write essays and even poems, every time I show it. And I, every review in class. Therefore, the relationship is close.
Zicheng’s home is small in a tea village in a mountainous area in the southwest. He graduated from undergraduate degree last year and worked for a company. After the Qingming this year, he had a few days off and asked me to go to his hometown to play. I always listened to him saying that there was a beautiful scenery, and I couldn’t help but mobilize and make a trip.