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有些往事，如今看来还是很美的。
就像那些年，与你们每天早上约好在月台上等火车，一起上学、一起放学；
就像那些年，与你们站在大街上高举着海报示威，为新闻自由呼叫民主；
就像那些年，每天傍晚坐在咖啡店里等待鱼从对面马路向我游过来……
这些往事，如今看来就像一条清澈的河流，你们就是那自在畅游的水草，我与往事，与你们隔着河水遥望彼此，我看你们快乐的摇曳着，你们看我站在岸边，惊慌失措。
The dream is this, we'll finally be happy when we reach our goals - finish our college, find the right guy, get a right job and be happy. Life is good as things go on the right track, that's what dreams all about.
Like I said, this is a dream that could turn into a nightmare. But every now and then, things just happen in their ways, all we can do is to choose either be strong or convince ourselves it's better that we never dream at all in the rest of our life, that’s where we start losing our faith and stop fighting, upsetting loved one and letting the fear run over us. Whoever told us the true dream is being able to dream about it, the face of reality still remains the same. It’s kinda pathetic, huh?
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