“The story was set in a cold night. It was so dark in here that we couldn’t se
e anything except darkness. We four, were going home. Suddenly, a figure stole fr
om our building. “THIEF”, the word flashed into my mind. And, in time I put my
hand over daisy’s mouth in case she would cry out. I was so clever that I went t
o the telephone as quickly as a flashing did. And Rose, Susan, Daisy approached t
he thief from behind. Suddenly, the thief turned around and gave Daisy a blow. Da
isy fainted and fell down. Just at this moment, I turned up, I cried out: “you t
hief, look at me! I will teach you a lesson!” The thief looked at me and my fist
then fainted. The next day, we wwent to the hospital to see daisy. All the way w
e were surrounded and everyone was smiling at us, some even presented us with bea
utiful flowers. Because we were known as heroes!”
　　“Yeah---------“Everyone was drank in the story ,maybe they were dreaming t
hey would receive roses from handsome boys. Everyone was happy, except me. I was
daisy.
　　Have you ever seen a girl of sixteen who was large and fat and homely?
　　What would you say about her? Stupid? Bad-looking? I was that girl. Girls a
begin to know what is beautiful and what is handsome. Girls at that age are senti
mental, especially me. When my friends and I are on the way home, we always make
up some stories, whether it is a romantic love story or a explore story, the one
who is out of love or lost fortune or who is scapegoat is me. Why? Just because t
hey are my only friends. Girls at that age fear to be lonely so much. I hated the
m so much because they hurt me all the time. But, I couldn’t be without them. Lo
neliness drives me to long for friendship as an addicted man longs for drug. I kn
ow they will never look at me as one of them, but, what is important is that I fe
el even the false smile is warm to me. Years ago, before I came to a mirror ever
y day, I prayed that God would like to give me another face, an agreeabe face. No
w I have given up such dreams, I know that is only dream, I would rather forget m
yself by reading books.
　　But, one incident changed me. The story was set in an early summer day.

　　Once, We had a physical educatin lesson. God, I would like to live less ten
years if only I could avoid all the PE education lessons. Under Mr.Joe’s fearf
ul eyes, I began my 800 meter’s torment. One hundred meters, two hundred meters,
three hundred meters, “huhuhu-----“ I felt that I was broken, no, I must stop,
the grass is green and soft, how nice it must be------
　　“Run, Daisy, run, or you will fail the third time!” Yes , I have failed tw
ice, I have to run, run, run to death.
　　Alas-----, I had completed the 800 meters, then what did it matter that when
I was on the middle of the sports track, all the other students already finished
their task and was resting outside? I was so near to be mad out of happiness..
I stambled to my classmates with smiles filled with my face. “ha---------“A lau
gh broke out, Mr Joe was intimating me. “She pulled out two hands, just like a d
uck.” They were so happy ,and the happiness was from their heart. I was sad, The
biggest reason for my sadness is that my friends were laughing too. I wondered w
hy some people had the right to laugh at other people just because they were home
ly and arkward, after all, they had tried their best!
　　After school, I dragged my feet home, feelling of a sort of sorrow, light as
smoke, but have enough power to encircle me, I felt that I was hopeless then,
my whole life would be so miserable. Now, I am a fat and homely girl, then, I wil
l be a fat and ugly woman, no one will like to see me long and love me, then, w
hen I was old, I will be a fat, old woman, without beautiful memories and worry a
ll the time for my high- blood pressure, and------
　　“ Are you seeking for death? Where are your eyes?” I was awaked from my en
joyment of my sadness. A driver was glaring at me. Oh, I scare him by walking nea
r to his car and nearly being knocked by it. I was also horrified by his fearful
face.
　　Silently, I stepped back and saw the car off, sparking a mist of ashes. A ki
nd of anger came to station in my heart. Enough, this is the last straw, I wouldn
’t be like this always. I want to rose up, I want to revenge.
　　The next morning saw my smiling face, I had wished to have some miracles fro
m that day on. As I entered the classroom, such words came into my ears: “Pleas
e, please take part in the sports meeting, each class is required to have six spo
rtsman and sportswomen. You should have known this.” Sports meeting? I remember.
we are going to have a sports meeting tomorrow, and Jane acclaimed to quit yest
erday. So, the monitor was pleading someone to attend the sports meeting.
　　“ Daisy!” I blushed, simply because the monitor seldom spoke to me. I look
ed at him, his eyes flashed: “would you like to join the sports meeting?”
　　“hong--------“ Everyone was laughing. “Yes, I’d like to.” My poor class
mates were shocked by me, and then, they applaused, I didn’t know why, but I was
happy. If you can hear what my heart said, you may also be shocked. It said: “W
ait and see, I must gain a medal.” In fact, as you have known, I am poor at PE l
essons.
　　If you passed by the playground that afternoon, you could see a girl playing
javelin with all her effort. The javelin flew all around, no one dared to be nea
r me. I practiced and practiced, as I had never touched a javelin before, I was d
iscouraged soon. After a while, a boy student came to play javelin too. I glanced
at him from time to time, then, I couldn’t close my eyes. God, he had flung the
javelin at least 50 meters away! I know very well the distance between 50 meters
and 2 meters( my best record.)
　　“ Can you teach me how to play javelin?” I asked him with my face as red
as a big apple. He didn’t look at me and went away for his javelin. I was embarr
assed by his indiffrence . Oh, my face seemed to be burning. What’s wrong?
　　“ It seem that you have never seen a javelin before. Why do you attend the
sports meeting?” When I found he was saying these words to me, he had came back.

　　“ You even didn’t know how to hold the javelin.”
　　“ yes, you are right, I know I am awkward, but, I must attend the sports me
eting. So, I am practising. I am sorry if I have disturbed you, but, I will not a
sk you to forgive me, because I have no fault.” It’s aamazing that I had said s
o many words to a stranger. I was shocked by myself.
　　“Look at me, and watch carefully!” It’s a surprise to me, out of my expec
tation, I really stared at him attentively. Then I saw a subtle smile on his face
. I was regretted for my words,. So I put all my effort on learning. Awkward as I
was, I knew how to play at last.
　　“oh, you are a clever donkey, you are tiring me to death .” he heaved a he
avy sigh. It’s strange I was not angry. I just smiled.
　　“ You don’t believe this? Look!” he went away and stood 5 meters away fr
om me. “ look at me, if you can shoot me, I will call you my teacher!”
　　God, how can he be so proud? Of course I didn’t believe I couldn’t break t
he record of 5 meters!
　　Ah, I couldn’t believe my eyes, the javelin stopped 3 meters in front of me
. “haha-“ he laughed. I blushed again. My face was so hot. “stand 8 meters awa
y, look out my javelin!” I called back. He did so, then, 10 meters, 12 meters, a
nd at last, 15 meters! GREAT! I was beside myself. As I was drunken in my success
, he came up to me, “do you know? I am really very very tired now!” At that tim
e, I saw his smile, it was a child’s smile.
　　“ Let’s have a rest there, Ok!” he pointed to the parallel bars. I liked
that place, it’s in the corner of our school yard.It’s quiet and beatiful, you
can see red-stick walls ,green phoenix trees beside the wall. And the grass under
the bars are tender. I would like to sit on the bars, looking at the blue sky th
rough the green leaves. It can always relieve there.
　　Sitting on the bars, I looked up as usual, suddenly, I felt a crippling wave
of deja-vu. The air was warm, soft and still. The sounds of people seemed to fad
e away, a ray of sun broke through the thin clouds and lit everything with a gold
en glow. Suddenly, a group of pigeons flew home. I heard the sound of their wi
ngs, I knew it must be the sound of angle. And, I felt the wind fly, bring me the
smell of fresh leaves and flowers.
　　“What are you thinking?” a voice broke the peace.
　　“ I like here very much. You don’t know, whenever I came here, I can get s
trength from here. What do you like to do?”
　　“ Wander” he said seriously. I looked at him in surprise, he frowned a lit
tle. His face was very clear, like a innocent child . But, why he frowned unconci
ously?
　　“ what would you do in the future?”he asked again.
　　“ To go to college.”
　　“ And then?”
　　“ To look for a good job”
　　“ and then?”
　　“ To get retired and be an old grandma”
　　“ And then-----“ he smiled.
　　“ Actually, I don’t know what can I do in the future, I am so awkward, I m
aybe can never be good at anything.”
　　“ no, you can, to tell the truth, the learning of javelin showed your poten
tiality .”
　　“ Really?”
　　“ Of course, not.” He smiled again. The warm smile gave me power.
　　“ I have a lot of dreams. I like fairy stories so much. Do not laugh at me!
I dreamed one day, I could write fairy tales. How I wish I could write beautiful
fairy tales! You know, I also dreamed of sitting on a rainbow, looking all the t
hings from the rainbow. Maybe the roads are crowded, the buildings are dark, but,
looking down from the rainbow, everything must be like in heaven, having a diff
erent outlook, and, all the homely people also look beautiful. I liked the song
very much.: “ somewhere over the rainbow, the skies are blue, and the dreams you
dare to dream, will come true.”
　　Alas, I had the feeling of being stupid again. how can I say things like thi
s. But, he didn’t laugh at me.
　　“ What about you?” I asked him.
　　“ Nothing special. Close your eyes. Wait, count ten times, and you will see
a miracle.
　　Closed my eyes.
　　Ten.
　　I heard the cocoo of pigeons, then I knew they were going home.
　　Nine.
　　The smell of fresh little flowers, somewhere in this city, there must be lot
us spreading their dreams.
　　Eight.
　　Wind blows through me, like a soft coat, I thought of the white clouds flyin
g in blue sky.
　　Seven.
　　The sound of leaves greeting each other. Maybe they are saluting to the sky
.
　　Six.
　　A girl is singing a beautiful song, and her voice is tender and sentimental
, a moving song. Just like the lunarby we heard when we were young.
　　Five.
　　I heard the chirping of small insects, I knew little dragonflies are flying
among grass, I knew the fireflies will soon be able to travel holding their favor
it lamp.
　　Four.
　　In a darkness, a rainbow reveal, I remember when I was young, once, I saw a
maganificent rainbow, it crosses half of the sky, it must be a bridge for the cl
ouds to cross.
　　Three.
　　Can’t a cloud fly? Why did it need a bridge?
　　Two.
　　Some clouds can’t fly, just like me, so, they need a bridge.
　　One
　　So, every cloud can fly, what about me, can I have a miracle?
　　“ LOOK!”
　　As I looked, I found a kind of terrifying beauty. Scarlet, rose red, orange
, golden and violent sunset were spreading over to the whole sky half of the sky.
Up above me, was a kind of deep blue, as blue as angle’s eyes.
　　“ Stand up!” he ordered me. I stood up, on the bars. Then, I saw, outside
the school, the sky was vast, the trees lined to the end of my eye sight. Severa
l people walking home, their shadows were on the wall, like a beautiful play.
　　“Do you have the feeling of standing on the rainbow?”
　　“ Yes, thank you so much, How can you find it?”
　　“ And now, look here.” He pointed to our teaching building.
　　A building of crystal! In the darkness, it’s more like a boat, full of expe
ctation, full of youth, and full of dreams.
　　“ It’s the first time that I know our teaching building can be so beautifu
l.”
　　“ So do I, I have never noticed this before.”
　　That evening, I have a mood to sing songs all the way. The stars were shinin
g, I wicked at them I found the world around me was so beautiful.
　　“ Daisy,” They ran to me as soon as they saw me. What happened?
　　“ Daisy, we saw you were with Wanderer yesterday.”
　　“ It’s so dangerous, he is so bad.”
　　“ Yes, I heard that he often fights with others.”
　　“ And he liked to pursuit girls !”
　　“ what are you talking about?’’ I was bewildered by them.
　　“ God, how can you know nothing about him and talk so well with him? He was
a infamous in graduate grade, so, everyone calls him “wanderer” he was smart,
he liked to play guitar on the top of our building alone. He liked to get on a b
us and wander in this city aimlessly. You don’t know it? All the teachers felt
pity a for him, and the president even hated him, because he was so clever, and,
no one would like to talk to him.”
　　“ Why?”
　　“ God knows. What were you talking last evening?”
　　“ Nothing.”
　　“ Nothing?”
　　“ Nothing special. I didn’t know his name and he didn’t know mine. I even
couldn’t remember how he looks now.”
　　“ REAlly?”
　　“ Sure.”
　　“ Ok, “ they looked at each other doutfully, then, Magret said,” WE beliv
e in you, but you must be careful. He is dangerous, and you know, if you speak wi
th him any more, no one will speak to you.”
　　God, how can they say things like this? He is just a lonely boy. I know very
well the bitterness of being lonely.
　　“ HEY, Daisy, if we tell the others what you did last evening, what would t
he others think of you? A freak! And you know, The wanderer is a bad student in
all everyone’s eyes.
　　“ if you promised to as we told you to , we will treat you better.”
　　“ The last words made me obressed, I wished to be accompanied, I wished to
be talked to and smiled with, I wish to be a real friend of others.
　　I know very well the bitterness of being lonely. At this moment, the sports
meeting began.
　　“ hi-‘ the wanderer smiled at me. His smile had a color of glasses, cl
ean and innocent. I looked back, they were looking at me, so I passed by without
any expression. His smile frozen, the color of glass stitched my eyes.
　　Holding the javelin in my hands, I felt it was so heavy that I couldn’t hol
d it. A feeling of unreal defeated me, I knew my failure from the first second. T
wo meters, five meters, two meters, A storm of laugh came t o me, I felt frustrat
ed and wronged, I looked around and saw his eyes. He seem to understand everythin
g and went away with a mood of lonely.
　　That evening, I went to the bars again, I don’t know what I was waiting, bu
t, I really want to say sorry to him.
　　He didn’t come.
　　He didn’t come.
　　He didn’t come.
　　One night, after a exam, I went to the top of the building and , as I turned
back, I was shocked by the sight of a man, as I got nearer, I found it was him.
The wanderer. He was holding a guitar in his hands.
　　“ Hello.”
　　He didn’t looked at me. Instead, he was singing a song: “ how many roads m
ust a man walk down before they call him a man? How many seas must a white dove s
ail before she sleeps?”
　　I didn’t know why, my eyes were warm, something was rolling in my eyes.
　　“ One day, a little ant was climbing on a large wall, then, he met anther
ant. They nodded to each other and departed. The ant climbed and climbed, sudden
ly, he regretted because he realized it was so hard for him to meet a compatroio
t, and he hadn’t hugged him and say hello to him. He looked around, but all he c
ould see was the vast wall. ”His voice was low.”
　　“ Why should you be so alien? Why you act in such a strange way?”
　　“I only want to do what I want to do? You understand?”
　　“ But, are you happy now? what can you get from it?’
　　“nothingness is what I get you can never understand. I hated to live for th
e arrangement my father offered me. I failed in the entrance examination before I
entered this school, but, my father managed to send me to this school by his pow
er. He defeated me so easily, But, he can never control me any more. His power is
not endless, he can not send me to college any more. It’s my turn to succeed!”

　　“ IS it really what you want? What you want is to revenge, not the life sty
le you have chosen!”
　　Suddenly, he rose his head, “ how do you know that? You are a silly girl. W
hat do you know? Nothing!’
　　He went away. I stood there like a fool. The words lingering in my mind: “
What you want is revenge.” Yes, I had been planning to revenge by succeeding, b
ut, I failed. But, now, the first time, I knew what I should have known long ago.

　　To succeed is not the best way to revenge, but, to be yourself is!
　　Going home, I was silent, then , Rose said to me.;” I saw you were with the
Wander this night.”
　　“I don’t want to explain, but, I ‘d like to tell you a story.”

　　“Once upon a time, there was a prince. He was poor, butt, it was time to fi
nd a queen, so he went to the neighbour kingdom to ask for the prince to marry hi
m. Then, he went there with a rose and a nightingale for the princess’s hand. T
he princess and the king were surprised by the beauty of the rose. But, suddenly,
the princess cried out, : “ oh, no, the rose is real and the nightingale is a r
eal bird.! How can I accept such cheap things?” so, the princess threw the favor
ite things of the prince away.
　　The prince was angry, so ,he would like to give him a lesson. He went to the
kingdom as a swineherd in shabby clothes. Then, when he was free, he put out a p
ot and cook. The pot was special because it could sing songs. Then, the princess
was attracted by the pot, so he asked the swineherd for it. The swineherd agreed
to give the pot to her only if she kissed him. The princess agreed. But, when she
was kissing him, she was found by the king. Then, she was drove out by the angr
y king. She had to wander around the kingdom. Then, he met the swineherd. The swi
neherd took off his coats and show his clothes as a prince. And, do you know what
’s the ending?”
　　“Even a child can guess. The prince and princess got together and lived hap
pily ever since.
　　“no, the prince said: “ you don’t cherish the real things and true love,
so, what you can get is nothingness.’ After these words, the prince went away,
leaving the princess alone.”
　　“what do you mean?”
　　“I think I know what is true friendship, you allow me to accompany you just
because I make you all feel better for yourselves. bye bye, I am very disgusted
by what you have done to me.”
　　I went away peacefully. The first time I felt relieved, bye-bye, the days I
have to seek happiness from their pleasure, bye-bye, days in which I have to be a
crowd , bye-bye, days in which I dare not say no——
　　New days passed quickly, filled with subtle sweetness, subtle sentimental, s
ubtle satisfaction. As the days were hotter and hotter, it was time for the gradu
ates to leave school. Everyday, I could heard some students singing sad songs or
reading sentimental poems. But, I have never heard the voice, the voice of the wa
nderer’s.
　　The last day of this term came, after the final examination, I recollected m
y past days, I felt I have grown up. I feard not being left alone, what I fear i
s to lose myself. When I was about to leave school and go home, Our monitor came
up to me, “ Here is a letter for you, I am sorry I forgot to give it to you ear
lier.” what, who will like to write to me?”
　　“ Hello daisy, do you remember me? I want to tell you a secret, from the ev
ening in which we saw the rainbow, I have regarded you as my friend. I must thank
you for your encouragement. It helped me so much. I want to say good bye to you,
so, could you go to the top of the building?”
　　I rushed to the top, too late, the letter was sent two days ago, all the gra
duates had gone. But, as I went to the place I met him, I saw such words were wri
tten on the wall:
　　You paint your sadness on the eyes’s corner
　　I write my wander to my forehead
　　You are added to several gray hairs by the hand of memory
　　I sculpt my withered hands with the knife of age

　　Then we passed by each other at the street corner
　　Indifferently as we never meet before
　　Oh, dear friends
　　Don’t blame the time which have changed our face
　　It’s we who make up ourselves.
　　At that moment, his smile came to my mind like tides, his smile, the innoce
nt, clean, transparent smile, like a fresh leave on the trees, no ashes have stay
ed there. As I went down stairs, I saw the silent school yard, beneath the sunset
, is yesterday once more?