“How can I knit brows, bend back to serve influence and power,
never dare to wear an open-hearted face?”

Perhaps there are a “thousand sailboats” with this spirit yet to be found (see poem cited in article).

Best wishes to all.

P.S. The Li Po poem is T’ien-mu; translation by Burton Watson, Chinese Lyricism: Shih Poetry from the Second to the Twelfth Century.

One thing:

‘…witnessing like that of the writer Elie Wiesel after the holocaust that the Jews suffered. Naturally, I could never write a great work of witness literature like Mao Dun’s “Midnight”.’

He’s talking about Elie Wiesel’s book 《Night》　《夜》, rather than Mao Dun’s 《Midnight》 (which is 《子夜》).