Like a dream bubble, suddenly feel that everything that happened in the past, so unreal, so unimportant, so meaningless, so dispensable, so drifting, so lack of autonomy, really like having one dream after another, the only real thing is that I am still alive, as long as I can still live, everything else seems to matter. For the rest of my life, I just want to be able to listen to the arrangements of my heart and live as I please.