:茗记台词

　　I decided to sent it to her quietly.

　　I only comfort myself that

　　"Every tragedy makes heroes of comnon people"

　　Because of they made my photo to pieces,

　　I remembered all the details.

　　The following was reimagined many times in my head.

　　I can't recognize it was true or false,

　　I only seen a perfect picture in flying petals.

　　Although the college enterance exam was over,

　　For our stories,was not finished.