想起了一条谜语:一只毛毛虫怎样才能渡过没有桥梁的河流?永远无法忘记麦迪那忧郁的眼神,就仿佛无法冲破命运的安排,躲也躲不过的无奈与绝望,明明胜利就在彼岸,他却无力回天,再次被拦在了梦想的门外。2007年的夏天无比炎热,流下的眼泪却无法被阳光温暖,冰冷地滑落,刺痛那颗同样冰冷的心。 Reminiscent of a riddle: how a caterpillar can cross the river without a bridge? Medina can never forget the melancholy eyes, as if unable to break the fate of the arrangements, hiding also can not hide the helplessness and despair, plainly victory is on the other side, He was powerless, once again stopped at the door of the dream. The summer of 2007 was so hot that the tears that flowed down could not be warmed by the sun, slipping coldly and stinging at the same cold heart.