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我有一个梦想——推倒互联网之墙，筑起文明互鉴之桥
I Have a Dream—Tearing Down the Wall of the Internet, Building a Bridge of Civilizational Mutual Learning

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亲爱的同胞们，朋友们，全球的知识追求者们：

今天，我站在这里，不是作为一名被“寻衅滋事罪”枷锁的囚徒，而是作为一名独立学者，一名从云南昆明监狱中走出的博士，一名曾因转发几篇时政观点、几幅艺术漫画而被粗暴破门逮捕的普通公民。我曾以为，网络是思想的海洋，是文明交流的桥梁；我曾以为，转发一篇智库报告、一句学术感慨，只不过是“海纳百川”的学者本能。然而，2022年9月6日，那一大队警察砸开我家门的那一刻，我明白了：在我们这个时代，互联网之墙高耸入云，将言论、思想与信仰的自由，隔绝在铁窗之后。

五年前，我在X平台上——那个我视作“作案工具”的账号——转发了零星的帖文：一幅“撑伞女孩”的艺术隐喻，象征着对自由的向往；一句对华为禁令的感慨，“看来华为要被打回原形了”，不过是普通网民的理性反思；几篇美国智库报告，探讨中美关系的复杂系统动态，如Shannon信息熵般，揭示着全球文明的互鉴可能。我的粉丝不足百人，转发总量不过百次，无人关注，无群体事件，无一丝“公共秩序严重混乱”。却因这些“铁证”，我被判一年八个月，经历了不公开审理、刑讯逼供、剥夺自辩的黑暗程序。检察官葛斌声称“无需核实”，法官普会峻以“高学历应辨是非”为由推定“明知”，二审李湘云不开庭审理，默许一切。这不是正义，而是选择性执法的暴政：党媒如央视、光明日报转载同类内容，却安然无恙；原创者与无数转发者逍遥法外，唯我一人入狱。

同胞们，这墙不是砖石之墙，而是恐惧与审查之墙。它贬低了我们的文明观，违背了我们领袖习近平主席的庄严号召：“以文明交流超越文明隔阂，文明互鉴超越文明冲突，文明共存超越文明优越。要牢固树立起平等、互鉴、对话、包容的文明观。”主席的文明观，如哥德尔不完备定理般，提醒我们：任何体系皆有局限，唯有开放对话，方能补全真理。却为何，我们的互联网之墙，将多元观点隔绝在外？为何，一名学者转发艺术与学术，即成“攻击核心”的罪证？

我有一个梦想。今天，我有一个梦想：梦想推倒这互联网之墙，让言论自由如黄河之水，奔腾不息。

我有一个梦想：梦想在中国这片古老文明的土地上，每一位网民都能自由转发一篇许章润的文章，而不被指为“虚假信息”；梦想每一位学者都能引用美国国情报告，探讨“自组织临界性”理论，而不被推定为“明知故犯”。在我的梦想中，粉丝不足百人的账号不再是“僵尸粉”的牢笼，而是思想碰撞的广场；零互动的帖文不再是“铁证”，而是文明互鉴的种子。

我有一个梦想：梦想法庭不再是“闭嘴”的审讯室，而是对话的殿堂。辩护人杨圆、李敏的意见不再被漠视；上诉书中的五点抗辩——从“信息非虚假”到“无主观故意”——不再被“证据锁链”的幻影吞噬。梦想检察官不再以“上层指示”为由，霸王硬上弓；梦想法官不再以“党章党规”审判非党员的我。梦想二审不再是书面审理的走过场，而是开庭聆听的公正。

我有一个梦想：梦想响应主席的文明观，让中国成为真正的“平等、互鉴、对话、包容”之地。梦想推倒互联网之墙，让翻墙软件不再是“犯罪工具”，而是文明交流的阶梯；梦想言论、思想与信仰自由，如CAP定理般，容忍网络的“无序”与多元，实现从“边缘节点”到“核心枢纽”的跃迁。梦想每一位公民都能以“海纳百川”的心态，收藏全球观点，而不畏“寒蝉效应”。

同胞们，这不是遥远的乌托邦，而是主席文明观的具体践行：文明交流超越隔阂，让中美智库报告不再是“谣言”，而是互鉴的镜子；文明互鉴超越冲突，让艺术漫画不再是“侮辱”，而是包容的隐喻；文明共存超越优越，让零星转发不再是“寻衅”，而是平等的对话。

但梦想不会自动实现。正如我狱中自辩书所控诉：这不是孤案，而是“司法黑帮”的有组织犯罪。推倒这墙，需要我们每一位——学者、网民、官员——以非暴力抵抗的精神，公开不服从不义法律。需要我们高呼：推倒互联网之墙！推进言论思想与信仰自由！

让我们携手，响应主席的号召，让文明观从纸上落到网上，从墙内落到墙外。让中国，不仅是经济巨人，更是思想自由的灯塔。

我有一个梦想。今天，我有一个梦想：梦想有一天，这国度将崛起，实现其信条的真义：“我们视此文之签署为一切人之平等创造”。梦想有一天，在昆明西山法庭的红山上，新公民们将能自由表达，而不被铁窗阻隔。梦想有一天，甚至连云南监狱，也将转化成自由的殿堂，那里回荡的不再是枷锁声，而是理性辩论的回音。

我有一个梦想：梦想四海之内，皆兄弟姐妹。梦想推倒互联网之墙的那一天，中国文明将与世界共鸣，平等互鉴，对话包容，共存共享。

愿上帝保佑我们。愿文明观照亮前路。谢谢。

English Version

Dear compatriots, friends, and seekers of knowledge around the world:

Today, I stand here not as a prisoner shackled by the “crime of picking quarrels and provoking trouble,” but as an independent scholar, a PhD who walked out of Kunming Prison in Yunnan, an ordinary citizen who was brutally dragged from his home for forwarding a few political commentaries and artistic cartoons. I once believed the internet was an ocean of ideas, a bridge for civilizational exchange; I once thought that sharing a think tank report or an academic reflection was merely the instinct of a scholar “embracing a hundred schools of thought.” Yet on September 6, 2022, when that large squad of police smashed through my door, I understood: in our time, the Great Firewall of the internet towers high, isolating freedom of speech, thought, and belief behind iron bars.

Five years ago, on my X account—that “tool of crime” in the eyes of the authorities—I shared sporadic posts: a metaphorical cartoon of the “Umbrella Girl,” symbolizing the yearning for liberty; a sigh about the Huawei ban, “It seems Huawei will be beaten back to square one,” merely a rational musing of an ordinary netizen; a few U.S. think tank reports exploring the dynamics of U.S.-China relations like Shannon’s information entropy, revealing possibilities for global civilizational mutual learning. My followers numbered fewer than a hundred, total shares barely a hundred, with no attention, no group incidents, not a whisper of “serious disruption to public order.” Yet for these “ironclad proofs,” I was sentenced to one year and eight months, enduring closed-door trials, torture for confessions, and denial of self-defense in a dark process. Prosecutor Ge Bin claimed “no need to verify”; Judge Pu Huijun presumed “knowing falsehood” based on “high education demanding discernment of right and wrong”; the second-instance Judge Li Xiangyun upheld without a hearing, acquiescing to all. This is not justice, but the tyranny of selective enforcement: state media like CCTV and Guangming Daily repost similar content unscathed; original authors and countless sharers roam free, while I alone am imprisoned.

Compatriots, this wall is no brick-and-mortar barrier, but one of fear and censorship. It degrades our civilizational view, betraying the solemn call of our leader, President Xi Jinping: “We should promote exchanges between civilizations as a means to overcome estrangement, mutual learning as a way to overcome clashes, and coexistence as a way to overcome feelings of superiority. We should establish a clear awareness of civilizations that features equality, mutual learning, dialogue, and inclusiveness.” The President’s vision of civilization, like Gödel’s incompleteness theorems, reminds us: every system has limits, and only open dialogue can complete the truth. Yet why does our Great Firewall isolate diverse views? Why does a scholar’s forwarding of art and academia become “evidence of attacking the core”?

I have a dream. Today, I have a dream: to tear down this Great Firewall of the internet, letting freedom of speech flow like the Yellow River, unceasing and boundless.

I have a dream: that on this ancient land of Chinese civilization, every netizen can freely share an article by Xu Zhangrun without being branded “false information”; that every scholar can cite a U.S. state report, exploring theories of self-organized criticality, without presumption of “knowing guilt.” In my dream, an account with fewer than a hundred followers is no longer a cage of “zombie fans,” but a plaza for clashing ideas; zero-engagement posts are no longer “ironclad evidence,” but seeds of civilizational mutual learning.

I have a dream: that courtrooms are no longer chambers of “silence,” but halls of dialogue. The opinions of my defenders, Yang Yuan and Li Min, are no longer ignored; the five points in my appeal—from “information not false” to “no subjective intent”—are no longer devoured by the phantom of an “evidence chain.” I dream that prosecutors no longer bow to “upper-level directives” to force charges; that judges no longer judge a non-CCP member like me by “Party charter and rules.” I dream that second-instance trials are no longer perfunctory written reviews, but open hearings of fairness.

I have a dream: to heed the President’s vision of civilization, making China a true land of “equality, mutual learning, dialogue, and inclusiveness.” I dream of tearing down the Great Firewall, so VPNs are no longer “tools of crime,” but ladders for civilizational exchange; I dream of freedom of speech, thought, and belief, like the CAP theorem, tolerating the internet’s “disorder” and diversity, enabling leaps from “edge nodes” to “core hubs.” I dream that every citizen can collect global views with an “embrace a hundred schools” mindset, unafraid of the “chilling effect.”

Compatriots, this is no distant utopia, but the concrete practice of the President’s civilizational view: civilizational exchange overcomes estrangement, letting U.S.-China think tank reports no longer be “rumors,” but mirrors of mutual learning; mutual learning overcomes clashes, letting artistic cartoons no longer be “insults,” but metaphors of inclusiveness; coexistence overcomes superiority, letting sporadic shares no longer be “provocation,” but equal dialogue.

But dreams do not realize themselves. As I accused in my prison self-defense letter: this is no isolated case, but organized crime by a “judicial mafia.” Tearing down this wall requires each of us—scholars, netizens, officials—to resist unjust laws nonviolently and openly. It demands we shout: Tear down the Great Firewall! Advance freedom of speech, thought, and belief!

Let us join hands, responding to the President’s call, letting the civilizational view move from paper to the web, from behind the wall to beyond. Let China be not only an economic giant, but a beacon of intellectual freedom.

I have a dream. Today, I have a dream: that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal.” I dream that one day, on the red hills of Kunming’s Xishan Courthouse, new citizens will be able to speak freely, unbarred by iron windows. I dream that one day, even Yunnan Prison will transform into a hall of liberty, where echoes are no longer chains, but the resonance of rational debate.

I have a dream: that one day, within the four seas, all are brothers and sisters. I dream of the day the Great Firewall falls, when Chinese civilization resonates with the world in equality, mutual learning, dialogue, inclusiveness, and shared coexistence.

May God bless us. May the civilizational view illuminate the path ahead. Thank you.