但步履匆匆于世，不要忘记停下为倒在你脚边的躯体和骸骨哭泣，那是以数千万人的代价，汇成血红的江河而失去的名字，是一个被称为同胞的集合体，是用着一种母语，生活在同一天空下个体的消失。
记住爱，更记住愤怒。
让愤怒记得更深一些，更久一些。
历史的每一步都会留下深刻注脚，那是我们活在这个时代用良心做出的最后一点努力。
上海人民，祝好运。(English: I hope your life is safe and smooth, without disasters and difficulties. We walk in a hurry everyday, however, we shouldn’t forget to stop and cry for the bodies that fell at our feet. The names of the deceased can be quickly forgotten and vanished by their compatriots who use the same native language and live under the same sky. Remember love, remember more anger. Let the anger be remembered deeper and longer. Every step of the history will leave a profound footnote, which is the last bit of effort we make with conscience in this era. The people of Shanghai, good luck.)
As you say, “We walk in a hurry every day, however we shouldn’t forget to stop and cry for the bodies that fell at our feet.” It’s very important to mourn, not just individually, but communally, to take a moment to mark each person’s passing. Good luck to the people of Shanghai, and good luck to every locale struggling both with a pandemic and with fumbled responses to it. You’ve said to remember the anger more deeply than the love. I disagree. Love is everything. May the memories of those everyone lost be a blessing.