A haggard cheek spotted with annoying pimples spoiled the symmetry of my "HANDSOME" face; a pair of thin legs sustaining the "OVERSTUFFED" upper part of my body are likely to preclude the possibility of realizing my dream of becoming stout this year. There is no doubt that I have stridden a long stride on the road of "AGEING", though with immeasurable reluctance, yet life hasn't been so disappointing as the above facts suggest.
I am no longer handsome, but I am able to obtain a handsome salary. To a great extent, the gains offset the losses. It cannot be more convincing to me that both money-making and dream-realizing require painstaking effort, let alone the dream of making an immense amount of money (LOL). However, by no means have I been supported only by a dream of this sort. It is out of the love for the cause of education, or to be exact, the inability to find a more suitable job that I have worked as a teacher in Fuzhou New Oriental School for half a year or so.
Speaking of dreams, few of them has ever emerged in my heart and neither do they now. (As for the reason, eeee, it is too serious and tedious a topic to be discussed here.)
A life without a dream is worth living thousands of times but once enough when a dream is accidentally found or deliberately cultivated. As far as I am concerned, I am sure that I will live my life once only. (HoH)