Today is a little cold .
Even I have prepared for this winter's coming,
I always feel cold when its silent coming.
Autumn is leaving ,
Winter is not far away maybe.
Today I got English classes.
The lesson written by Jack is a critical article .
It brings us a question that what life means to us ?
Not for food , not for shelter , but for believe .
Everybody has his/her dream ,
For this dream he/she conquer many kinds of unpredictable hardness.