It is not objective to say that there were no ideals or dreams, but think about what your childhood dreams were? Although we have not imagined concrete things, the space to have our own life is a dream that has never been clearly stated in our hearts. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

If you think about it, it seems to be constantly changing, and the core is to live a pure and self-conscious life. Since childhood, he is not a child who goes with the flow, and most children can't play together, often just have one or two very good friends at every age, are honest confidant friends, never envy everyone to play in a group, and are not interested in everyone's topics and play content, think about it seems to have always been respectful of many people, never approaching and not offending.

That's why my mother once said that I was a lonely child, and there was a lonely word in my life, and I thought so. I remember that when I was very young, my mother told the fortunes of several of our children, and she was a well-known old man who knew a lot of yin and yang things. I said that I was a precious but different child, and I needed to go away to live in peace. My mother was a little reluctant because my body had always been weak and weak. But as I grew up, my mother gradually accepted my destiny that I would inevitably go to a foreign land. It doesn't seem to be in line with my ideals. I grew up in the grassland, and I once lingered on the Mongolian Plateau, where the grass grows and warblers fly, but I have a special love for the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River, and I silently pursue that long and poetic dream from the poets' poems.

I have never thought about how I want to fly Huang Tengda, how to glorify the ancestors, how to achieve, my ideal is a very self-personal pursuit: to have a happy and happy life, is also to have a comfortable and indifferent life, not to seek wealth and glory, but to seek comfort and ease. I once thought that God had fulfilled my dreams and fulfilled all my wishes. Satisfied and happy, he lived peacefully and comfortably like Tao Yuanming.

When the happiness of life was suddenly shattered, I remembered that my dream was broken, and what I lost was not only my dream, but also myself!

There is no way back, the reality is so unexpectedly in front of me, I seem to have been living outside of life, all my dreams are based on him to come true, but I lazily stopped, until the dream was shattered, I realized that my dream was still in place at all!

The ideal thing was really deceived by me! It just stayed there stupidly and never went away, but I was no longer there. Nowadays, what is a dream? A dream is a confusion and helplessness that cannot be raised, and an arrogance that can never be returned.

Pick up the pen, except for this hobby that has never given up, there is nothing that can be built, or it can be regarded as the achievement of the current dream, with the accumulation of words to sort out my grown thoughts, I hope that I can record the dance of my soul through the pen that has not been rusted. Let's just count it as a dream today!