I have a big dream today. Someday I have to prove it becomes a true dreamer for reaching the star. If I had a faithful angel. The faithful angel who came down already would come and take me up the sky for grabbing a handful of clouds.
But when I look it back, I just an ordinary boy who spent all daily activities as normal person. Being a professional journalist is easy going in my dream, but become a real dreamer is nonsense because we’d never get to reach the star.