我知，我终将老去。或许，正在老去

Last night, I made a dream, that back to years ago, when we were young and fresh.

I smelled the green grasses and saw the hue on the college walls again. The sunlight is brightly gentle, the flowers swing in the wind… all the things seem to be fresh too.

Your eyes are sparkling in them, like the stars. Unforgettable

You smile toward me, as if I am the most important thing in the world that you would use all the strength to cherish.

Unforgettable

By waking up, the thought of recalling the dream striked me like a thunder. My heart began trembling.

Although foreseen by me subconsciously that we are doomed to be apart and that it would be pain when we say goodbye, I could not resist it, like destiny. Your eyes and your smile, irresistable.

You wished me all the best. I smiled back and wished you all the best. But, I know, some part of me would never be good.

It is a dream I would never like to wake up from, just as the days we could never get back.