When still a child, playing around in the neighborhood, with houses as castles, neighbor girl is a princess, wood items is to make roadside trees and the beasts, young imaginations I gave one away to the fairy domain that child would discover passion.

When I grow up, I want to get rid of the groom's parents, to prove themselves, to freedom struggle in foreign lands and begin their own journey.

Since the advent of the window buying trips to

Life journey has never been a smooth journey, then life will give a bitter taste sweet enough dust, will take us through the challenges, will engulf us in the joys and suffering, then crestfallen ever realize life is a fairy trip as I was looking forward to see every night in a dream. Then will very soon, we desire to come back, hiding under the protective cover of the parents where we each desire to leave, longing to find the place peaceful, familiar.

But, my friends, then you will realize this life will know how tragic if we had never stumbled, never been disoriented or have never even dared to step on the journey of their own.

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