有一个叫作“理想”的生命体,似乎很长的一段时间里在脑海中雕刻着对未知世界的纯粹呼吸。在那个最初理想如繁花似锦的生长季中,每当自己被问及“长大以后想成为什么”之际,都会大义凌然地高声谈起。现在看来,那时的无知所引燃的无畏着实让多年之后的我面红至极,却同时也被沉思卷入了怀里。 There is a life called “ideal ” life, it seems a very long period of time in my mind carved pure breath of the unknown world. In that first ideal, such as a blossoming season, whenever they are asked “what they want to be when they grow up,” they all speak loudly and in a raucous manner. Now it seems that ignorance ignited ignorance at that time so many years later, I was extremely popular, but was also pensive into his arms.