hope and tragedy-凯发k8官网

the dreamworld, it carries her through the night on wings of gold. above the clouds of cotton, they seem so ¹ but they never let her fall. she woke up and carried the piece of paper in her hands, clutching（攫，抓住） it ²（拼命地，绝望地） . she hoped that the words would bleed（渗出，榨取） out of the paper and into reality. if only that was possible. her eyes were ³ watching the paper as it fell to the floor from her hands. she layed back down in her bad, and slowly pulled the sheets over her. she began to cry; when she heard a noice coming from the ground. she quickly pushed the blankets off of her, got up, and saw that the paper was gone.

all that was there was a white feather. she turned and ran to the window, and what she saw she would always remember. she saw a white ⁴（鸽子） in a tree staring back at her. it just stayed there for a while, perched（栖息） on the branch. finally it looked up at the sky,as though it knew the freedom was there. when the girl began to speak the dove turned back to listen.

"close your eyes and imagine a world, where everything is right, where nothing can touch you, or hurt you; everything is just simply beautiful."

the dove flew away, but instead of being sad, she wiped the tears away and smiled up at the sky.