Lightning cracks and thunder rattles the windows of the house,shaking and shaking as though it would not go away.It is useless to think of becoming famous,although the dreams of youth are hard to forget.I know I could wait too long, finish but never succeed.Eventually, like the night after lightning, darkness will cover my bones.But I will work hard, take all month, take years,it doesn’t matter how long, to get it right.
