This is a vague memory, this is a magnificent journey.

At the beginning, we stood at the starting point, looking at the distance, can not see the future, but now, looking at the past, the destination is under our feet. A segment of the past, like a cut film, is played repeatedly in an empty cinema, with no beginning or end.

Life, like a dream, flutters at the end of memory, my heart, such as water, flows in the long river of dream.At the beginning of life, there is no praise and applause. Everything is like this, ordinary start will also be ordinary end. A dream, how long, I do not know, it is like a trickle of water, fate pave the way for it, it is just blindly flowing, finally into the sea.

Everyone‘s life is so wonderful. I still remember the kisses on my forehead when the cherry blossoms of Taihu Lake fluttered and fell to my heart. I still remember that the sound of rowing in Zhouzhuang was full of ears and calm in my heart. I also remember walking in the stream and running water caressing my skin and refreshing in my heart. I also remember that the chilly wind from Jinding of Emei touched my hair, which was so cold to my heart. All of those moments were buried in the yellow sand, leaving a long song Shengge.

I don’t know how many people will have such a real feeling. But I believe that although the dreams are different, they may feel the same. As the saying goes, “if you never forget, there will be echoes”. Once we embark on the journey, we dreamers will bear the baptism of spirit again and again.An old man once said that life is like a long river, flowing slowly until the end. I think that life is a dream dominated by ourselves, and the dream will be expanded infinitely. Sometimes we think that we are awake, are trying to think about life, open up their own way, wake up to find that the dream has been tampered with.

But when we were once sad for it, we suddenly found that it was still a dream, which had the feeling of inception. But life is not like this, we do not know what level of dream we are in, but no matter which layer, we should have a good experience, because the same dream is only once. There is no need to mourn for the loss, nor to be glad to get. Loss is gain, gain is loss, sorrow is joy, and joy is sorrow.

There is no absolute field, everything is in your heart.All kinds of things in the world are nothing but dramas. There is no need to be serious about the strange things in the world. This dream, is yours, also is not. You don‘t know the process of the dream, and you don’t have to.

Only in the moment, be yourself and let the journey extend to the end.