I dreamed again last night. I will fly ... I have graduated for a year and a half. I like to get on the computer from the beginning, I like to program the program, now I will have to pay, I have learned this major, and I have done this line. There are few excitement and excitement. Staring at the boring code every day, staring at dizzy, but I am still staring, because this is my choice. The program is sometimes living in my heart, sometimes like a pangry. I hope that I can make a living program, but it may be dead in writing, I don't know if my idea is not enough, and my experience is not rich enough. It is often tried to solve a problem, and it seems that all the ways have been tried. It seems that it has been around, and the heart is crying or not former. After pain, I still have to solve it, so I can only continue to find it. It may not be discovered, after an experience of another stick, it may be bright, it will be bright ... Just work, it will get great surprises after pain, great self-satisfaction, after a short time It will be calm down, followed by new problems, new pain, so recycling ... I have been used to this cycle, constantly looping is just for the short joy, but there is no relief. I hope that one day I can really fly ...
