My Dad wrote the following story:

“I got up early today to go to the station of Shanghai , in order to welcome my friend Liu, who travels to the major cities of China to participate in a forum about a historic event in a small village at the edge of the Lake Tai . Being a specialist of science in a major library, he was my classmate in the high school and very brilliant in his studies. Although he is a one-eyed person, he managed to get accepted with me in the University of Peking, he was major in the science of library and I was major in French.
After five years, when we were graduated from the university, he joined the Library of Tianjin as a librarian assistant, and I stayed in Beijing, accepted by a state owned translation bureau.”