Youth is beautiful for all the people. Once we all longed for this nicety. Not ready to accept the baptism of my youth, I have entered into another organized beautiful dream. The dream is really beautiful that people do not want to wake up. There is my fantasy in the dream, but the fantasy dream is the most easily broken thing. When you can't think too much, suddenly it collapses to the floor. Put together again and again, fall down again and again. You finally decide to give up.