我希望,在六月,所有努力过的年轻生命都可以开出灿烂的花……屋外的雨淅淅沥沥。这是二O一三年里一个平淡的日子,墙上的日历翻向五月。我本打算等一切真正结束的那天再来怀念,听着雨声,突然决定此刻动笔。我怕,若真到了那一天,我再也没有勇气去回顾。 I hope that in June, all the young people who have worked hard will be able to create a splendid flower. This is a dull day in 2013. The wall calendar turns to May. I had planned to wait for the day when everything had really come to an end to remember and listen to the sound of the rain. I suddenly decided to write at this moment. I am afraid that if it is true that day, I have no courage to review.