When every night's quite give a certain appearance,my restless heart beats imperfectly The only reason is that "DREAM".However,I found myself thought of my past these days spontaneously.But,each minute of my past is quite torn and tattered.Even now,I just want say that" yesterday is a history , tommorrow is a mistory,only today is a gift".

When I was young, I just said to myself " I must be a great man sooner or latter !"But ,what was worse .I have failed many times,which made my dear parements disappointed for me always.

So,I have said to myself it's all my fault!

Who am I ?What am I going to do ?

I don't know!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!