In a morning of spring,  sunlight gently welled in through the window of the classroom.  Giving the warm glow and fresh air,  the classroom became full of vitality.  Through the top of window,  a spire of a distant tower is dimly visible, that is the symbol of this top university in China.  I stood on the podium  in my best suit,  looked at those youth who were among the best students of China,  and  just like the morning sun which was so shining. 

They sit randomly scattering over the classroom.   A beautiful young girl at front row caused my attention.  Her tender and dexterous hands were dancing on the keyboard of her laptop.   I stared at her hands with a sudden absent mind.  The image of her hands in my eyes gradually evolved into another hand that I can never forget  and belongs to another same beautiful girl but seemed living in another world.  That girl works in a room where there is never a sun shining, and lives a totally  different life.  

to be continued ....

below is what google translated from the English above, basically it is ok though with a few errors.  :-0