巴萨丢分了，贴吧一片骂战。我都不敢回贴了，怕撕逼。

每个人都想明白
谁是自己生命不该错过的真爱
特别在午夜醒来更是会感慨
心动埋怨还有不能释怀
都是因为你触碰了爱
如果这就是爱
再转身就该勇敢留下来
就算受伤就算流泪
都是生命里温柔灌溉
哦 爱在回忆里总是那么明白
困惑的心流过的泪
还有数不清黑夜等待
如果这就是爱
（好不容易礼拜天，家里停电，无聊啊）

I would prefer not to get married, and I want you to agree on the point. In the battle I was afraid - for you, for my mother, for myself. Wait we must, my love, my darling. Let us meet, let us be, let us know. But do not let us now make any mistakes.
明天我家大普伊生日，唉，又一年了，我还记得去年的时候普伊吧做了生日礼物，还邮到了巴塞罗那。

这是第一段
29th of January, 1945
My dearest one,
I have just heard the news that all the Army men new to POW are to return to their homes. Because of the shipping situation we may not commence to go before the end of February, but can probably count on being in England sometime in March and maybe sooner. It’s made me very warm inside. It is terrific, wonderful, shattering.

How good for us to see each other before I am completely bald. I have some fine little wisps of hair on the top of my head. It’s not much good for me trying to write about recent experiences, now that I know I should be able to tell you everything myself within such a short time.

今天好累，不读英文了，背了一天的日文假名，现在脑子里都是日文发音。明天补两条。すみません。

What I have my eye on now is the first letter from you saying that you know I am all right and the next saying you know I am coming to you. Plan a week somewhere, not Boscombe or Bournemouth. Think of being together. The glory of you.

Hope you will not start buying any clothes if you have any coupons left because you think you must look nice for me. Just carry on as near as possible to normal.

おやすみなさい。

I shall tell my family I hope to spend a week away with you somewhere during my leave. My counsel to you is to tell as few people as possible. Try to avoid preening yourself and saying much. This is my advice, not anything but that. Hope you understand. I do not ever want it to be anything but our affair.

わたしは 中国人です。わたしは 日本人では ありません。

Do not permit any intrusion. I do not know how long a leave I shall get. I could get as little as 14 days I may get as much as a month. I’m wondering how I shall tell you I am in England. Probably still quicker to send a telegram than a letter. I hope to send you one announcing that I am on the same island. I would send another one. I am actually soon to get to the London bound train and you can ring Lee Green 0905 when you think I have arrived there.

It’s a strange thing but I cannot seem to get going and write very freely. All I am thinking about is I am going home, I am going to see her. It’s a fact, a real thing, an impending event like Shrove Tuesday, X’mas Day, or the Lord Mayor’s Banquet. You have to be abroad, you have to be hermetically sealed off from you intimates from you home to realize what a gift this going-home is. The few letters of yours that I had on me I burnt the day previous to our surrender so no one but myself has read your words.