I have a lot of dreams，Every time when I think of the dream realized I will be very happy, every person，every place and every moment. Every time when I envy of others, I always ask myself why I am not.
I hope I was the great scientists of the world, I wish I were one of the great entrepreneurs, and I hope I can go to any where I wanted to. But there always is a gap between the ideal and reality, and even this distance is large. But I work with them, sometimes I think this is a very long way, the "failure" is no longer a strange concept. No one can have all the things in the world, so I cloud be absentminded some times, I find that my desire is extremely inflated, I felt not only the joys of life but also the feeling of too much sense of loss.
The being of hope is the root of all impetus. Because my dream, I can face each failure optimistically.
