That summer I missed you

Yes, it is the delayed colored version of the scrap... I am sorry I'm so slow and this isn't even nicely done... The fact is my advisor's not happy with my slow progress with the experiments and I had to stay up for whole two nights to do them... =_=b.........(Did I ever mention I am a science major?) Anyhow, during the break from experiment to experiment I try to do sth. light like this, and despite all my efforts to make it cute, it still doen't turn out to be quite right. I evey all you who could draw cute little things --- zoelee, klar, loish, -_-..........)

The following are the lyrics of the song I was listening to (and thinking of) when drawing the picture. It is a Chinese song so I did some (crappy) translation. Don't laugh at me...

你还记得吗
记忆的炎夏
散落在风中的已蒸发
喧哗的都已沙哑

没结果的花
未完成的牵挂
我们学会许多说法
来掩饰不碰的伤疤

因为我会想起你
我害怕面对自己
我的意志 总被寂寞吞食

因为你总会提醒
过去总不会过去
有种真爱...不是我的

假如我不曾爱你
我不会失去自己
想念的刺 钉住我的位置

因为你总会提醒
尽管我得到世界
有些幸福--不是我的

你还记得吗
记忆的炎夏
我终于没选择的分岔
最后又有谁到达...



Rough Translations: (My English sucks )



Do you still remember
the hot summer days faded in memories
All that scattered in winds are already
evaporated without a trace
and all the loudness have all
simmered down and quieted out

A flower without fluit as a result
A knot in heart that has not been resolved
...We just learned to use so many
different sayings
to cover up the untouchable scar
deep in the heart

...'Cause I will alway
falling back to you in memory
I am so scared of facing myself
My strong will nowadays
is always rusted by the endless
sense of lonelyness

...'Cause you will alway be there
in my heart to remind me
past will never fade into past
And there is a certain kind of love...
never, never belonging to me

If I have never loved you
I would not lose myself like this
The thorn of unfaded memories
just nails me down here stiffly

...I cannot go anywhere, but keep on
keep on falling back to you


...'Cause you will alway be there
in my heart to remind me
Though I've won the whole world,
fun, colorful and exciting
yet there is certain kind of happiness
never, never belong to me

....
Do you still remember
the hot summer days faded in memories
that branch of path I have not chosen to turn
finally, who else has reached the end...