突然发觉了自己的幸运，站在世纪的边缘。谁也无法选择自己的出生，却有权选择自己。面对２１世纪，能选择什么？我将这未完成的功课带入新的世纪。想写一本书，却只开了个头，匆匆将我和这部未完的书一同跨越了世纪。我想，一个完整的我，不能被时间而分解。２０世纪给了我年 Suddenly found his own fortune, standing on the brink of the century. No one can choose his own birth, but have the right to choose their own. In the 21st century, can choose what? I bring this unfinished homework into the new century. Wanting to write a book, but only a few words, hurried me and this unfinished book across the century together. I think, a complete me, can not be time and decomposition. The 20th century gave me years