Vera,such a beautiful,quiet and female name.Once upon a time,I owned it.I love fairytales,and when I was just a little girl,I always dreamed that I could go to a place where the beautiful flowers blossomed everywhere,the river flowed under my feet,and the little fairies flied around me as my best friends.The blue sky,the high mountains,the white clouds,the green grass,the buzzed forest,the cute animals,the delicate wood house,all the things were in harmony.What an esthetical scene!And deep in my heart,I did believe that such a place existed!So many years past,now,I still dream that I can go to my fairyland,but it's so far away that I can't reach.The reality is cruel and realistic,I need to be out of the age of dreaming.There are so many helplessness and setbacks in the daily life.We have to work all the time to run all the bussinesses well in order otherwise our life will be boring and pale.Growing up is so frustrating,and my Vera will be far and far away from me......