没有人有权利轻视梦想,就算是我,也不能。你有你奔赴的方向,我不能用任何理由去绊住你。即使是爱,也不行。很久之前,你蓄着长发,怀抱着那破木吉他,在女生宿舍楼下唱一首听起来流里流气的赞颂爱情的歌。那是少年的杜寻雁,以为生活就是爱情跟梦想,以为有了梦想一切都可以不顾。你只看着光的方向,把一切黑暗都丢到身后。你住着八人一间的寝室,却觉得自己可以成为站在顶端的人。 No one has the right to despise a dream, even me, can not. You have your direction to go, I can not use any reason to trip you. Even love is impossible. A long time ago, you had long hair, embracing the broken wooden guitar and singing a sigh of love singing in the girls’ dormitory downstairs. Du juyan that Du Yan, that life is love and dream, thinking that there is a dream all can be ignored. You only look at the direction of light, throwing all the darkness behind you. You live in a dormitory of eight people, but feel that they can become the top of the people.