Translated…
Yu is my best friend, he has an optimistic temperament, we’re like brothers, we’d often played together, studied together, and, gotten naughty together, and also, we were often, grilled by our parents together a lot.
There was this sort of an amazing flair that Yu carried about him, that whoever get close to him, the person will be very relaxed. I’d guessed on, that it may have something to do with his sunny smiles. When I’d gotten a compliment, he’d smiled on, and shared that joy with me; when I felt beaten, he’d also, used that same, radiant smile, to help pull me through.
sometimes, it’s just WAY too hard, to smile…
And still, one day, without any warnings, he was, absent. I thought it was an ordinary sick day, but I’d accidentally found, that the news headline of last night, “a Gas Explosions, Causing the Entire Building to be Under Fire”, had happened, AT his residence! After I’d learned of which hospital he was taken to, I’d begged my mother to take me to see him.
The moment I’d stepped into his hospital ward, I almost fell to the floor limp, covering Yu’s body was this large surface area of burn, and he’d stayed in a coma for three whole days, and didn’t regain his consciousness until the fourth.
When I’d gone to visit him again, my tears overflowed my eyes, and I couldn’t speak a single word to him. He saw me, and, with great difficulties, started speaking, “Hey, don’t cry, keep on smiling, like you used to do.” But, I’d, totally, ignored him, and, in my tear-filled eyes, I saw his burned up face, still smiling. On that very night, he’d, passed away.
not my painting here still…
Without him in school by my side, I’d felt, very lonely, I was, depressed, for quite some time, until one day I was, reminded of that last sentence he’d spoken to me, I’d taken out the photo we had taken of us together from before, and I’d understood what he’d actually meant: smile gives you power, like how he’d once, offered me the courage; I should, take along his smiles, and give more strength to more people too.
I think, Yu must be somewhere high up above, smiling down on me then?
This, would be the legacy that his friend who’d lost his life was passing on, a positive outlook toward life, although he’d gotten seriously injured, that young man still kept positive, to help his friend cope with losing him, and that, is the amazing love of friends, and this young man had, passed on the legacy of optimism to everybody he once knew I’m sure…
Life, the Obstacle Course 