为什么本来好好的天会莫名其妙地飘起这样忧郁而哀伤的小雨呢？是上天也在垂泪吗？雨，细弱而无声地下着，就像我默默地哭泣。天哪，如果你真的为公牛的失利而落泪，为什么事先不保佑他们获取胜利？你这种事后的悲戚算什么？是补偿、宽慰，还是嘲笑、讽刺？我不要这可恶的雨，我要艳阳高照、晴空万里。如果你能听懂我的言语，就收起这片愁云惨雾，给我想要的一切，给我芝加哥的胜利！——张思来 Why would a good day be inexplicably floating so depressed and sad little rain it? Is God crying too? Rain, weak and silent, like I silently cry. God, if you really shed tears for the loss of the Bulls, why not bless them in advance to win? What kind of aftermath are you sad? Is compensation, relief, or ridicule, ironic? I do not want this damn rain, I want sunshine, blue skies. If you can understand my words, put away this gloom, give me everything I want, give me the victory of Chicago! - Zhang Si to