I have a dream When I was young I like a boy who grow with me together.He is very cute, and bright.He is my green plums and a bamboo horse! At the appearance of him,I have colourful day on my little word.Every thing is so beaotiful,unless he often cry.I hate cry! I think a boy should not cry,he will grow up into a man,a stronger man! But he let me down. Today,we are all grow up,but we are not in together. What a pity! I always like him,until today,but he do not know.He have another girl on his life. But I have a dream, I wish that we can go tegether like before!