Zhang Lurang, When i fly
      towards you;

If fate could have told me in advance,
that I would meet such a person could i
have chosen to meet her a little earlier?
For a long time afterwards I would think
of that scene over and over again. She
stood under the same roof with her
shining eyes looking at me through the
rain. That glance, seemed to hint to me,
that my light was coming.