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那年,我站在夏天的海岸线边,扬起稚气的脸,骄傲地宣言:我要去远方.成为优秀的翻译。蔚蓝的海洋,炙热的光芒,纯粹的梦想.瞳仁中海天相吻的地方,我看见梦想之船正在扬帆起航!后来我才明白.时光没有那么仁慈.现实比什么都要残忍。在每一个冰冷的夜里,我的畏惧、压力、疑惑与退缩如蛛丝般蔓延在脑海里每一寸缝隙,梦想与现实的距离就像是晚礼服与破洞牛仔裤的差距,而我,是不是注定要在命运面前匍匐前
That year, standing on the shoreline of summer, I raised my childish face and proudly declared: I’m going to go far, and become an excellent translator. Blue sea, hot light, pure dream. Hitomi Hitomi in the sea where I saw the dream boat is sailing! Later, I understand. Time is not so kind. Reality brutal than anything else. In every icy night, my fear, stress, doubts and retreat, such as spider silk spread every inch of my mind, the distance between dream and reality is like the gap between evening dress and hole jeans, and I, is not it Doomed to creeping before fate