The Rose of First Love 初戀玫瑰
Girl: I will go…
女孩兒：“我走了……”Bending her head, she says to a boy, who is a shy guy as she is.
低着頭，向對面那個同樣靦腆的男孩子說。The boy, not echoing, only kicks small pebbles with his tiptoes, here and there.
男孩子用腳尖踢着地上的小石子兒，沒有回答。
After a while, the girl says again, in an oblique voice: I should go…
過了會兒，女孩兒又小聲說了一遍，“我該走了……”Raising her head, casting a quick glance at him and diverting her eyesight again, she tangles the fringes of her dress.
一邊擡起頭來飛快的看了男孩子一眼，又垂下了眼簾，絞着裙角。Boy: Enh…
男孩子：“嗯……”Inarticulately giving her a response, the boy hides carefully the other hand behind his back again. It seems that there are some tiny sweats on his front, or a shade flurry in his mind of saying something or not.
含糊地應了一聲，把剛纔一直藏在身後的手藏得更深了……額上似乎有些細細的汗珠，又像有些欲說還休的慌亂……Still a long silence.
又是好一陣沉默。“I’ll go.” Seemingly being angry, the girl bravely raises her head, glares at him, with a shred of gentle encouragement in her eyes.
“我走了！” 女孩兒好像有些嗔怒了…… 勇敢的擡起頭來，盯着男孩子，目光裏卻有溫柔的鼓勵……Becoming more anxious, he seems not to know how to jump out of this dilemma; or seems to make crucial decision. Finally, strengthening that hand, turning red, with a little trill, the boy says: “…for you!”
男孩子更慌亂了，像是沒有辦法似的，又像是下了好大的決心……終於把藏在身後的手遞到女孩兒的面前，臉紅得厲害，似乎聲音也有些在抖：“ ……給你。”It is a rose, very rosy, keenly flowering, like a mass of fire, burning on the boy’s hand.
那是一支鮮紅的玫瑰，開得正豔，像是一團火，燃燒在男孩子的手上。The girl smiles, very happily. But immediately, she turns back and runs away, while turns her head and says with smile:“I will go!”
女孩兒笑了，笑得好開心。但一轉身就跑開了，一邊回頭一邊笑着說：“我走了！”However, after no more than several paces, it seems that something bring to her mind. She runs back to the boy, with red cheeks, “Enh—-” snatching the rose from his hand, without saying a word, runs away again.
可沒有跑幾步，又像想起了什麼，紅着臉頰又跑回來，一把搶過男孩子手裏的那支紅玫瑰，也不說話，就又跑遠了……Watching her silhouette in distance, the boy smiles…
望着女孩子跑遠的背影，男孩子笑了……I stand on the terrain, occasionally witnessing this scene of the prologue of love in the sunshine, and can not help giving a smile from my heart. I recall my own first love, which not make her debut from a bouquet of red rose hiding behind the back?
我在陽臺上，無意中目睹了夕陽底下這一幕愛情的序曲，忍不住也會心地笑了……想起了自己的初戀，不也是開始於一支藏在身後的紅玫瑰裏嗎？
