I'll be with you on the day you graduate. I looked at you wearing a graduation gown and a black hat. It was as black as the sky full of tears. You looked into my eyes with a smile, and I lingered in your gentle eyes, sucking the sweet and bitter air around you. I gently put my hand in your loose hair on the left side, raised it slightly, lowered my head slightly and came closer. I pumped my lungs and breathed in your fragrance. I am so close to you, and a voice keeps echoing in my heart: "I'm going to die, I'm going to die..."