学进去

Dreams really exist. But in the morning when you wake up, they are remembered just as a dream. That is what happened to me.

I always had the dream to dance. When I was young, I would dance around and around in the fields of wildflowers that grew in my backyard. Reality woke me up when I heard a voice saying, “I don’t know why you try to dance, Anna. You don’t have the talent to be a ballerina (芭蕾舞演员).” Hearing that, I fell to the ground and cried for hours.

We lived in the countryside by a lake. My mother didn’t like anything because she thought nothing was ever perfect in her life. She dreamed of a different life but she ended up living in the countryside, far away from the city where she believed her dreams would come true.

I enjoyed hanging out by the water. I used to sit there for hours and stare at my reflection. Once the waves came, my reflection would be washed away, just like my dream to dance.

As I grew older, I began to realize my dream was even born because of something that was inside me. The dream I had was never cared for, so it slowly died. When I finally woke up from many years of dreaming, I realized that I couldn’t only dance in the wildflowers. I had to move on to the stage (舞台).