Dear Elders, Catholics, Distinguished Guests, Dear Relatives, and Friends,

Thank you for braving the scorching sun and heat in Shanghai to attend my mother's memorial service, and thank you for your care for my mother all the time. Your concern has given us great comfort and courage to overcome our grief, and we would like to express our heartfelt thanks to you.

My mother passed away at 4:45 p.m. on Saturday, August 10, 2013, at the age of 103.

My mother's life was full of ups and downs. She was born at the turbulent end of the Qing Dynasty, grew up in the troubled Beiyang, experienced the Republic of China, the beacon War of Resistance Against Japan, the civil war between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, the political movements after the founding of the People's Republic of China, and the unprecedented Cultural Revolution. However, she was very fortunate to catch up with the new era of reform and opening up and witnessed the enormous changes in China.

Although my mother's life is ordinary, she is a great mother in our minds. For my father's anti-Japanese cause, she quietly made tribute behind. When our father was unfortunately imprisoned, she ran around to rescue him and received the help of patriotic Catholics in Shanghai; She extraordinarily braved the 76th Cave and successfully met my father in prison. She also collected and transferred secret documents for an anti-Japanese underground soldier, so that the anti-Japanese fighter escaped the Japanese army's manhunt safely. My mother's wisdom and courage have always been in our hearts.

She is a good wife and a kind elder who loves her children and grandchildren. To let her children work with peace of mind, she resolutely quit her hard-won job in 1958 and took on the responsibility of raising the third generation. She is a kind and gentle elder and a friendly neighbor.

Since our father left us very early, when I was only two years old, she not only went to great lengths to pull us into adults. And he also passed on to us the excellent character of our father.

My mother was a devout Christian. It was the Lord who gave her wisdom and the Lord who gave her strength. She never gives up her faith in God. I still remember that more than 30 years ago, when she was 71 years old, I accompanied her over the Yellow Mountain. When I was intoxicated by the stunning beauty of the dangerous rock peaks in front of me, she praised the greatness of the Creator from time to time.

She has welcomed the birth of many adorable little beings and is lucky to see her fifth-generation children and grandchildren.

Mother is gone. She left peacefully. She is going to heaven, to reunite with our father, who has been separated for 64 years.

Rest assured, Mother, we will follow your teachings and pass your nurturing grace to our children and grandchildren.

Family affection is eternal!

All the way, Mother, God bless you!

Again, thank the elders, parishioners, guests, relatives, and friends.