What remains is reminiscence

When I type the domain and visit this blog, I even can not remember the password. I have not been here for a long time. Life makes me pale. I am sad for my change after listing some old song and visited a social network site which be used for connecting schoolmates. They might seldom use the platform. So it is like a reminiscent cemetery with heartbroken stories. There are full of dreams, fortitude, loves, friendships and courage, which made me recall the reason, why am I here.

Yes, I am here now. However, I am no longer like myself. Pretend to be polite, saving money in order to against hidden risks, hard working for rents. Although there are lots of projects waiting for completion, I can not help zip mouth. I am here for dream, dream force me to be a slave or machine which do not right to choose.