1986年3月11日,一场春雨过后,上海市烈士陵园内苍松翠柏显得愈发浓郁翠绿,陵园也分外庄严肃穆。一辆黑色轿车缓缓驶进园内停下。从车内走出一位满头银发、身穿和服的老太太,缓步走到一位烈士的遗像前,虔诚地献上花篮,然后双手合十,鞠躬悼念。静默几分钟后,她抬起头来,两眼含着 March 11, 1986, after a spring rain, the Shanghai Martyrs Cemetery pines and cypresses seem more rich green, the cemetery is also exceptionally solemn. A black car slowly into the park to stop. Out of the car came a silver hair, wearing a kimono old lady, slowly walked to the portrait of a martyr, devoutly presented baskets, and then folded his hands and bowed to mourn. After a few moments of silence, she looked up, her eyes containing it