As we all know, I was sick and had a severe fever and a cold, which knocked me down at once, and a little classmate thought that everyone had collapsed. In these turbulent days, I have been thinking about a problem.

Someone asked me what a dream is. I think this is a very naive question. No matter how full a dream is, you can only see what you can't touch. People should bow to reality. But I was wrong. People should have dreams. They should have the courage to abandon everything to pursue dreams. We can have no wings, but dreams will give us the power to fly between reality and reality.

I like to read books. Since I was in kindergarten, I like to read all kinds of comic books. Later, when I was literate, I bought a bunch of books. I like the magnificence of words. I like the heavyness of words. I like to explore all the secrets in the world between the lines of mysterious words. I like to trace the roots of the historical maze formed by words. I know deeply that I like words, like blood is not flowing in the blood, but paragraphs of words.

Should I give up my dream for a job, give up my love for words, and turn myself into someone I didn't like? Even if this is the most realistic thing in this world? !!

Before I fell ill, I felt that I should give up. People around me also said that I should give up. Maybe many book friends do n’t know the nature of my current job. For some reason, I ca n’t directly express it. In simple terms, it is a provincial service unit. The Secretariat, the leaders appreciate me more, and are working hard to train me to the Secretary-General. I am grateful to the leaders for their appreciation. I am grateful to the leaders and the units for giving me the opportunity to meet a lot of amazing people and be able to sit at a table with the bosses for a meal.

I am in the midst of entanglement, I think this kind of work may be a good job, work hard for a few years, strive to become the Secretary-General, then use this as a springboard to go to higher places. Before retiring, trying to solve the problem of children, peace in this life will pass!

Suddenly, I sighed with relief, but the next second I sat up from my dream!

When? !! !! !! !! !! !! !!

Me, actually lost my dream? !!

When? !! !! !! !! !! !! !!

Me, actually going to be what people want me to be? !! !! !! !! !! !! !!

Do not! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !!

I disagree!

Yes, I do n’t agree, I can have nothing, I can live a normal life, but as long as the flame of my chest yearning for life has not extinguished, as long as the power that dreams have given me to fly has not been lost, I should not sink into this reality Under invisible persecution of society.

No, there is at least one thing I have anyway, that is my dream, that is a place that allows me to fly all my imagination, and allows me to express all my joy, anger, sorrow and joy into words. That place may be prosperous or deserted, but that is my place and my dream!

This is my pursuit. People are so long a lifetime. If you do n’t do a little stupid things, there is really no chance!

After the end of the work at this stage, I will resign to the leaders, and then continue to pursue my dream.

If I need to burn myself in pursuit of dreams, I will light up the whole sky! !!

I know many authors fell here, but I will never fall here, I will fight to the last breath!

When I am about to fly to the world I created, I will proudly tell my children and grandchildren that I am a fighter and will die until the death!

勉 March 16, 2018