Dear Cloud, It has been a long time since I saw your last article, which can always bring me some new feelings. Yeah, everybody has got a dream and it varies with the age grows. When we were young and naïve, our dreams sounded like childish and simple, White Horse Prince, Whitesnow Princess and romantic loves… Now we are all in the practical and noisy society, being pulled and pushed around every minute. Those innocent dreams seem less and less often come to us. Yes, everybody has to make his own living and everybody has to make his own both ends meet by working all day long. But sounds like I were still living in my dream. That other people have been doing to make their lives better doesn’t sound to influence me very much. Everybody has his own way of living on, I say. But people always wonder how can I enjoy guitar so much as I haven’t played it very much already? How can I not worry about the future life as other people do, simply keeping my studies on English and computer so completely? How can I not consider making a “better” life by translating to a nice city? How can I be so content with such plain and simple life in the rural area? How can I devote myself to playing pingpong game so much without worrying about my next day? Maybe I am still living in my dream, keeping far away form the hullabaloo and crowd, doing everything right I myself love to do. But why don’t I? A rich man sees a farmer lying against a tree and enjoying the shadow of the tree. “Lazybones! Why aren’t you working in your field?” “What for?” “That way, you can harvest crops when autumn comes.” “So what?” “Then you can sell your crops and get some money.” “What about next?” “If you have accumulated enough money, you can buy a nice house, hire a dozens of servants and not have to work anymore.” “Sounds great. But what can I do after that?” “Idiot! Don’t you see what I mean? By then, you can completely enjoy your life without having to worry about your tomorrow life!” “Thank you very much, but what do you think I am doing right now?” It’s only a story, isn’t it? I don’t know. I just still enjoy having my dreams.
Take good care, Panpanpan.
