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Once upon a time,
there was a girl who was talented for imagining and passionate for writing.
When she was little,
her granny loves to read stories for her.
She is inspired deeply and said to her mother:
Can I write stories forever?
Mother said kindly to her:
If you stick your idea,
The real life will make you cry forever.
She resisted in pain,
But finally failed in vain.
Mother teared up her writings and threw pieces to the rain,
She rushed out and cried loud.
She carefully picked up her writing,
As well as her whole dream.
She put them together as a puzzle,
She want to fix them and continue her dream,
But the pieces had been unseen.
The pieces were lost forever,
In the rush of rain.
In her school there came a new classmate--M.
She was gifted as everyone can see.
She published her work when she was hardly fourteen.
Her words were full of knowledge,
She was just like a star shinning.
Even in the crowd of geniuses.
She didn’t have any friend,
Maybe because she was so outstanding.
But S just came to her,
To listen to all her experiences.
She found that she was so kind,
No matter what problem seems a piece of cake.
She was amazed at her beautiful world,
Rich family and thousands of books.
It can support her to chase her dream,
Even without herself writing a word.
She was qualified for a famous university,
S worked hard in chase of her.
When meeting the problem of choosing which to study,
Another conquer formed in the family.
Suggestions are none of the subjects S wanted,
But quick enough to get a high salary.
S obeyed at last,
For she doesn’t know what to write in the end.
Boring days of studying and working,
She finally decided to fire the boss,
Who makes her even more tired at the work.
She stored some money in the bank,
Which enabled her to chance to pursue a future.
It was that time she complained it to M,
Who later invited her to go out for a holiday.
They can get interesting ideas at the same time,
And which is more important is that they can get relaxed.
At the talking S had learned,
M’s parents had long get divorced.
She was always lonely at her mind,
Since her classmates getting along with her always get depressed.
S was the only one who listened to her carefully
And really appreciate her imaginary world.
They shared their deepest pain and wormth.
They took off with several staffs,
Without inviting anyone else.
They saw the most beautiful views,
On the mountains which is full of sunrises and sunsets.
They lied in the grass to look up at the sky,
They play with snow in the far north.
They walk in the shallow sea near the beaches.
They came up with the most memorable people,
Kind and wise old couple relying on each other in the park,
Loved ones who kissed each other in the dark,
People who chased their dreams in the morning,
People who lost his way in the rush hours.
People who were brilliant enough as a photographer,
People who was defeated by the life pressure.
They saw happy children running on the playground,
They saw lonely adults playing with themselves.
They saw two girls married regardless of the others’ opinion,
They saw people brave enough to be themselves.
They saw the brightest and darkest side of people’s lives.
They passed by others’ everyday life.
They studied rules of writing,
They tried hard to know why some words are rather impressive.
They learned different languages and customs,
They polished their words in different ways,
They gave opinions to each other,
They can read each other’s deepest feelings.
They hugged each other in the dark night,
They bought a night light with music and made it open the whole night.
They together read silently with each other,
While listening to rain dropping as accompaniment.
They had parties dressing on themselves,
They gave surprises on meaningful days.
They watch horror films on midnight,
And play as roles of horror film characters.
They walked happily in the rain,
They made snowmen of various kinds.
And finally,
They decided to get married on a small island.
Which is legal for them to stay together forever.
Everything seemed perfect.
However on a common day,
M’s got a high fever for many days.
It turned out to be a cancer though they prayed.
During the stay in hospital,
S tried to make M happy at all times.
She bought the best gifts in the world.
She also made stars on her own,
On the tape she hopefully wrote:
You must get better on the other day,
We will continue our dream.
She expressed her love again and again,
But it seemed to be in vain.
One day M finally said,
Get your “puzzles” here and that’s my wish.
S quickly agreed and took,
But M kicked her away.
Though tried hard in pain,
M finally passed away.
S found the “puzzle” in her place:
It had been fixed and wrote with words,
Encouraging her to bravely live and fulfill the dream.
S continued their travel,
But this time with only herself on the way.
She took pictures and wrote about the stories she met,
And soon collected them to a book.
She wrote to M who was not here any more,
Saying the words only they know.
She wrote about M in all fields,
To make everyone remember her.
And a few years later she went to accompany with her,
where they will not get divided forever.
Though they don’t live a very long life,
They are extremely happy at some day.
They are the romantic story of life and dream,
They are the symphony of the great and bright.
Don’t feel pity about them,
They get together in another way.
Their soul will be together,
Seeing the world forever.
They will applaud for those have dreams,
They will cheer for who persist.
Wish dreams can all come true,
Wish the loved ones happy too.
They are true signs of good will,
They are examples of defeating problems and standing still.
The circle of writers will always have their names.,
The history will get them remained.
This is the song of them,
To encourage not to hesitate to chase dreams.
Write the songs of your own.
番外：
两个姑娘在讨论自己的理想。
——你将来想要做什么？
——我要赚很多很多钱！
——你呢？
——我想写小说，我想长寿，我想名垂青史。
——诶？写小说，我觉得很不错诶我们一起吧！，
两个姑娘在讨论自己写的小说的剧情。
这是她们一小段关于内容的讨论：
——还应该再突出追梦过程中遇到的困难，比如家人的反对、社会的偏见、经济的困难等等，还有心境的提升，更要写出在平凡的琐事中磨灭灵气，却无可奈何，只得接受现实的无奈和心痛，才更加深刻，而一起去旅行的事件显得有些梦幻，毕竟不是时时刻刻都有这样的善人（？），似乎并不与现实相符，而且显得S的成就完全是依赖M所得，而且这更体现了钱的重要性，显然和中心相违背。
——但事实又似乎真的是这样。
——要不写中了彩票？？
——那更偶然了吧？
——算了不想了吧，先看会儿B站吧？
——好耶！
Two thousand years later——
——我们那天讨论了什么来着？
——我们想写一个关于梦想的文章来着吧。
——情节怎么写呢？
——这几天太累了，没想好呢。别着急，我们还年轻，再休息会儿也不迟。
Two thousand years later（again）——
——哈哈哈哈哈！这综艺太搞笑了。嚯嚯嚯！这薯片味道不错啊？
——我们那天想干嘛来着？
——管他呢？快乐一天是一天吧！
Two thousand years later（again and again）——
（场景切换）养老院里，两个老太太在对话：
——我们年轻的时候好像是想写一篇关于梦想的小说来着吧？不如我们继续？反正现在很闲。
——老了老了，没有雄心壮志啦！还是歇歇吧阿？我们都八十了。
——但是好不甘心啊，这辈子好像没有做出什么成就呢。
——这有什么？起码我们实现了自己的理想——话说我们现在应该算长寿了吧？
旁边一个优雅的老太太扶着镶钻的镜框，俯身：
——昨天电视节目没看？长寿年龄标准提升到一百二啦！
This is a dream. But I don’t want to tell the truth.
作者有话说
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