那些长夜里掉过的眼泪,我从未后悔。我已经很多年没有跟别人说起我的梦想了,就好像,我从来没有想过,有一天我会在某个地方一工作就是三年多。我曾经以为,文艺青年就是应该穿件白衬衣,背个单反相机,哼着自己最爱的小清新歌曲到处去旅行,我甚至设想过,我这一生,不是死在路上,就是葬于梦中。但真实的生活却告诉我,人生在世,除了晚上做梦,更要学会面对白日里诸多的艰辛与不易。 Those tears that fall in the long night, I have never regretted. I have not talked about my dream for many years with others. It seems that I have never thought that one day I will work in some place for more than three years. I used to think that literary youth should wear white shirts, backs of a SLR camera, humming their favorite little fresh songs travel around, I even conceived that my life is not dead on the road, is buried in the dream . However, real life has told me that life is alive. In addition to dreaming at night, we must learn to deal with many hardships and difficulties in the daytime.