一卷吟來紙欲狂，香魂夜夜哭炎黃。
還悲歲月侵枯骨，未識黎民悼國殤。
塵沒中原徒北望，心悲天地自東亡。
寧埋衣血荒碑下，不拜愚夫魍魎王。
林昭（1932 -1968）籍蘇州。1954年考入北京大學中文系新聞專業，才華出眾，曾任《北大詩刊》編輯，北大《红樓》詩刊编委，是北大校園内公認的才女。1960年被捕，判刑20年，在獄中受盡非人折磨。1968年4月29日被秘密處决，嘴裏塞棉花，嘴上貼封條，同日有人到林昭家索要子彈費。林昭的墓在蘇州，墓碑正面寫着：「林昭之墓」。墓碑背面寫着：「自由無價，生命有涯 寧為玉碎 以殉中華。林昭1964年2月」。
林昭的遺作有【無題】九章，用血題在衣上，後由有良心的獄卒帶出。 其中一首如下：
雙龍鏖戰血玄黄，怨恨黎元付大江。滔海鲁連今似昔，横刀阿瞒慨當慷。
只應社稷公黎庶，那許山河私帝王。汗慚神州赤子淚，枉言正道是滄桑。
Personally I think this is someone who enjoys his job, or otherwise woke up with a spring in his step that day.
I certainly love my job. People often see work differently, and that will be even more so whilst the global recession lasts where there’s less choice over where you can work and what you can do. But I would feel sad if I didn’t feel that I liked what I did every day.
What about you? Does work make you feel happy, or is it a means to an end? What about the other people in the country you live in?
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