All seasons begin with a rain in the spring, all lives start with the baby's loud cry, and every story begins with a question.

　　Why am I coming to this contest?

　　Many people have asked me the question ever since I made the decision to compete in the contest. I always replied with a smile and a story from my reading. The story is called "Going through the Cornfield". You are the leading character in the story. You and your rivals are supposed to get to the other side of the field as quick as possible while finding the best corn you have come across in the field. But you have never given a serious thought to the reason why you are in the contest. However, the intricate roads in the field prompt you to reckon whether you should have a try when there is an opportunity; the traps in the field have brought you to the realization that cooperation is the best course of action when the difficulty is the enemy of all. At last, you find the answer. After all these things, you finally come to the conclusion that life is a huge cornfield and you would never know what's going to happen. You decide to go because you do not want to miss the challenge of life; you decide to go because you know the cornfield is a place of growth, a place where you grow up with the corns, not a place that produces the end.

　　And right here and now, I am going through my cornfield.