褪色的光环,是颜色接受洗礼,还是花朵枯败成残?却只见,红黑米兰黯然。呼唤,已听不见。只有期盼,这是一次历史的轮回,是米兰的“苍之海”。当终场哨声响起,一切完结了!是死了,死在主场!若只听见风声,又何需雨坠雾迷,看见的是悲惨结局,又为何泪眼朦胧。人生不一定完美,只求最好的终点,却未料宿命无情。马尔蒂尼,一位伟大的旗手,饱经沧桑,也只能无奈接受失败,抑或是退役前的遗憾,也是光明的黑暗。 Fading aura, is the color to accept the baptism, or blossomed into a mess? But I saw the red and black Milan sadly. Call, have not heard. Only hope, this is a reincarnation of history, is Milan’s “sea of ​​Cang”. When the final whistle sounded, all over! Is dead, died at home! If only to hear the wind, why need rain fog fans, see the tragic ending, and why the tears of hazy. Life is not perfect, only for the best end, but did not expect fate. Maldini, a great bearer, has experienced vicissitudes of life, but also can only accept the failure, or regret before retirement, but also the darkness of light.