人生当作短暂虚幻的梦境,可是如果梦不是梦呢?那么人生怎么办呢?就把它当做是梦。
I dream that my son will grow up to be a good person, a free person. I dream that someday you will return to revisit the land of our childhood. I dream that flowers will bloom in the streets again...and kites will fly in the skies!