夜晚，我常常一个人出去溜达，一边走一边想象着自己正在做梦，街道两边的店铺、行人、车辆等等都是梦中的情节，都是虚幻的，我只是在做梦，而真实的我其实正躺在温暖舒适的大床上香甜地睡觉做梦呢。于是我就对自己说这些艰难，这些压力，这些冷风也是梦，会醒的，会好的，不用怕。
At night, I often go out for a walk alone, imagining that I am dreaming while walking. The shops, pedestrians, vehicles, etc. on both sides of the street are all the plots of the dream, all of which are illusory. I am just dreaming, and the real me is actually. Lying on the warm and comfortable big bed sleeping sweetly and dreaming. So I said to myself that these hardships, these pressures, and these cold winds are also dreams, I will wake up, and I will be fine, don’t be afraid.
