顶贴

When the dream again knocked me wake up from the dream, too much pressure so that I can not sleep, life is like a broken things still disease devouring my body!
I often hovering in the life and dream edge, red cloth as a tug of war competition on the rope, round-trip around in the white line both sides on the middle; and like sit pendulum pendulum, is always beyond the maximum amplitude it can reach!
Life gives me hope, gave us down. To our dreams, and gives us the reality! Dream and reality always has a certain gap, is the so-called hope more, disappointed more!
Sometimes hope we set off, always thought that would return in triumph. But did not think of is, we get bruised and now back! Because of this, just let people have the gap. Once, a group of people hopeful start...... Back in the two group of people. A fruitful, triumphant return; a group of black and blue, failure. This is the gap!
A great man is great, is in the same adversity, people giv