Dear Miss Rabbit
Although I am not sure whether you are still stumbling and dishevelled at the age of 15, I know that you must be as desperate for your dreams as you are now, with a look full of hope for the future.
You often feel a heavy heart when no one, take out Chai Jing's "dream really heavy, like those years full of tears of dew" to consider alone. How much is a dream? Is it measured in grams or kilograms? You never knew that. You know, there is a kind of pressure on the shoulder you can not breathe, almost spread to this strange world. I also know that you in the future don't think that dreams are a heavy burden. They are just a recognition of the continuity of life by breathing in and out.
Think, dream also has a deadline, the speed of success must catch up with the speed of parents aging. Maybe our parents didn't ask us to reach the other side of success, but when we got to the other side of success, they would smile and be proud to forget to carefully hide the wrinkles around our eyes. And, I have always believed that what you love can become your pride, and the light and light will hang on the branches unswervingly.
What you give will be rewarded one day in the future.