On the summer solstice in June, the air is filled with the sweetness of the season. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info every noon, the road is almost unattended, quiet and beautiful. The accompaniment that is known from time to time, combined with the sounds of nature, is so nostalgic. But none of this has anything to do with me.

Because I've long forgotten the fact that I loved this season dearly.

I'm Li Ting, a third-year student in Xiu Yi No. 1 Middle School. I wasn't born shriveled and thin, I remember when I was ten years old, there were a lot of classmates who were shorter than me, and I knew it didn't mean anything, but the fire seven years ago ...... I was afraid to remember, but I never forgot it!

After that, I didn't have a place to live, so I was arranged to live in the school because I was good at studying. For seven years, I was pitifully placed in a separate school building. It was quiet, so quiet that I could hear the echo of my own breath in a trance. If it were someone else, I would feel lonely! But I don't care, I don't know when, I've fallen in love with the silence, and I hope no one will bother me. Of course, the so-called interruption is definitely that I think too much, and no one ...... Will approach a person who has been kissed by fire. No one would sincerely approach a physically and mentally disabled person!

Yes, when did it start, I don't believe in beauty anymore.

Whenever the summer solstice and winter solstice, the burns on my body will be like thousands of ants, tearing at my skin one by one. Or maybe someone is using a slender knife, slashing at me, little by little. He won't die, but he seems to die in pain. It was a desperate pain. Every time this despair invades my heart, I think of the last words my mother shouted at me. She said: "Listen ~ live!" ”

Thereupon...... I began a seven-year grit of my teeth.

Whenever the pain was unbearable, I sat on the bed, hugged my knees, bent my body into a ball, and squeezed into the corner. The hospital always gave me painkillers regularly, but I haven't taken them once since then. They were also pitifully arranged by me in a dark corner. Some of them were delivered yesterday, and some of them were even past their due dates.

I need this pain, it proves that I'm alive. Life is worse than death, and there is no joy in living. But I am grateful to it, and it has given me a fulfillment. For the mother's words, survived. I've been in pain for the loss of my family.

This year's June, and the usual June, is a little different. Because everyone is busy reviewing for the college entrance examination. And that's like, and that's the only thing I can do right now.