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dream is the other side

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    I have a dream about literature, philosophy and art.

    It is poetic, as beautiful as a flower, and as hazy as the moon.

    It is also turbulent.  It is as majestic as the waves and as scorching as the sun.

    A dream is a dream, it cannot be realized.  But I thought, maybe I can reach the other side of it.

    When the wind blew through the ninety thousand miles of clouds, I smiled and walked gently towards the other shore.

    When the thunder ravaged the endless deep sea, I became more and more excited and flocked to the other shore in a brave rush.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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