June had been past, one month passed again insensibly.In the last day of June, I had my haircut to greet a whole new July.Yearning was fallen along the direction of scissors, a bit of pity.But it was boring to keep the same style too long, didn't it?They said if an year crossed June, the days would be like sliding the slide afterward.Then it will soon be Chinese Lover's Day, Mid-Autumn Festival, The National Holiday, Christmas, and new year comes again.Those plans which had been marked on these days were like the falling stars in my memory.The glittering is not tear but the goodliness in the beginning.＊六月過去了，不知不覺又過了一個月。在最後一天剪了頭髮，好迎接這新的七月。思念順著剪刀的方向紛紛落下，有點不捨，但一個樣子維持太久也會令人心煩的不是嗎？常說一年過了六月，之後的日子就如溜滑梯般開始向下俯衝。很快的又是七夕、中秋、國慶、聖誕然後又一年了。那些曾註記在這些日子的計畫，都是回憶裡一閃而過的流星。閃閃的不是淚光，而是那最初的美好。