It was a sunny day on June 1st, but the wind was biting at night. Lin Jiu died, broken into pieces, like the last fallen leaves in autumn, torn apart by the cold wind. Lin Jiu died, with dark red blood clinging to his somewhat tattered school uniform. He died in a time that was so beautiful that no one could describe it. Lin Jiu died. He died helpless and silently. June 2nd was sunny and the sun was a bit dazzling. "I heard that someone in your school jumped off a building." "It's that one, what's his name! I remembered that his name was Lin Jiu! That's him." "That's the one, why?" "How do I know that he is causing trouble everywhere while he is alive, but he still doesn't let people be quiet when he is dead, because he should have accidentally fallen, no matter what! Let's go and eat."
Purpose: We want to be a person with comprehensive development of moral, intellectual, physical, artistic and labor
