I have a drawer, and every time there is a dream, it will put her into the drawer. A child will always have a dream, is my treasure chest drawers. Take out the sun across the near future, maintaining a dream of fresh, and full of confidence to think that each one dream can be achieved.
Gradually, there is no dream piles up more drawers stuffed with no room to put a new dream, new dream disappeared.
Drawers stuffed with hard to open, then, was kept in a drawer of the dream gradually be forgotten. Then, even the drawers are all forgotten. Rusty drawer, the dream began to mildew.
"The throw of the bar."
"But it is my dream ah! ... ..."
"Anyway, the possibility has not been achieved."
. "... .."
Drawers had been thrown away, and most of the dreams drift in the air without a trace.
Sheung
August 14, my parents sent me to the station, just like every time I leave the house. Although they still do not understand, but still looked at me with an inclusive package carrying a huge squeeze into cars and began my journey of the unknown.
A less clear-cut goals, a route has not been defined. There is no thought of what, and no thought about what may be lost. Is just a paranoid mind, only that the idea of westbound, we began an adaptable of willfulness.
Perhaps, to cherish the memory of that drawer, in order to cherish the memory of that creating a drawer full of my dreams, so, we must at all costs to realize this dream, this drawer down remaining dream.
B to the airport to send me, with his blessing, and opened a string of light in the Ramoche Bodhi bracelet. A year ago, he drifted in the immense shortage of eun in, and now my turn.
More than 800 kilometers of the journey.
On the plane, imagine Xi Yishui Han Feng Xiaoxiao, I was alone, they threw away in a desert in the face of blood-like setting sun.
One and a half hour later, the dream woke the plane landed in Chengdu Shuangliu Airport. It took 10 minutes to fall with time, and finally to force the 15 kg backpack Gedao their shoulders. And began to realize that what is called the burden.
Family well-being of
A few months ago in this very looking forward to stay in Chengdu. Expect to see Lan's house, her own home.
Life interesting, because she's unpredictable. Flowering might not necessarily result, the result might not necessarily have to spend.
Lan and Huang, college who showed no interest in this love, there was his love of house, is really delightful. When you see yellow, I began to believe the magic of love. Huang-lan, the two of them actually, as long as possible! Relative to the original husband and wife can be imperceptibly slowly cultivating out!
Hut is not luxurious, but the layout is very warm. Let me Gesanchawu echocardiography endless people who want to move. Home, is to happiness.
The day happened to Lan's birthday, Earned dripping to eat Spicy fish, went to ucc coffee Chuileng Qi.
They sat opposite to me, is a black T shirt. Lan spoke of life after marriage, while the yellow is at a critical time to add. They unconsciously clenched hands, from time to time looked at each other's eyes, the kind of tacit understanding and harmony, people envy.
Watching them, I would like to J.
I never for him to give up my plans, and even a little bit of a concession are not willing to. I do not know that tolerance is not helpless, not knowing how much he can afford.
However, I have no alternatives. Even now, I still will not give up.
Some say that love is only for people willing to give up all it is called love. However, one can give up everything people will no longer be independent of the bar. While a person is no longer independent, she would only be dependent on the value of her love. When every thing in life when the only love, this love will not be too heavy? This life is not too fragile?
I will not give up, I will not regret it.
However, I would like to J. If this time, he sat next to me be nice!
Coffee is very fragrant, the first day of my departure.
Author: happylee
