转自鱼头：

When I was thirteen, I was definitely a "game" boy in the eyes of my parents. I always played electronic games with friends leaving homework until the morning we had to hand it in. Ghosts, demons, dragons, elves, heros, kings and so on flood in my mind. I felt I should not stay in the cage-like classroom but I should be a paladin who searched for and killed demons in the countryside, saved people from the evil ghosts and was honored by the king of human. Nobody could stop me from my daydream, including my poor parents.

 

But, my life had changed in 1998 when I was fifteen. My parents decided to buy a house in the center of the city. They borrowed a large amount of money from our relatives and friends. For this reason, I still remeber, on a dark, cold, unforgetable summer day, my pin money sharply drop to zero. My parents were embarassed ablout the large amounts of debt. My father took three jobs, and my mother took two. Even with this, our life was still difficult at that time. However, it didn't affect me so much. I thought a lot about how to continue my paladin daydream without pin-money. To be honorable, I finally decided to sold my stamps which I had collected since I was in primary school. The bussiness went on quite easyly and soon I got two thousand yuan. My happy time went on and my paladin came to life again.

 

These day didn't last long. One day my mother looked at me and told me saddly our family did not have any money to buy food. She had to borrow some money from me. I was first shocked, then puzzled, and finally shamed. Before that day I still lived in a world without anything except game. I didn't know anything about my family. I didn't care anything about how hard my parents worked to keep up this family. I suddenly felt I was not a child and I should do something for my parents. I went to my desk, opened the chock, took out my money box, and gave all my money to my mother. At that time, I wanted to cry. I felt shame of  myself. And I decided to grow up to be a man…

 

Every time I look at my mother, I still remember her face full of saddness. I still remember that day my daydream broke and a boy grew up to a man…

 

鱼头，我的好兄弟，你还好吗？有一年没你的消息了，今天无意中看到你上网，来去匆匆，话也没和你说，你就下线了。本来我因某些事情，也半年没写些东西了，不过今天看到你把自己的经历写下来，我模糊中仿佛触摸到一些说不清的东西，记得刚上高中时候，你就非常刻苦的学习，一直名列前茅，我想不通，为什么你能一直在第一名而不被第二名超越，怀着佩服的感情因素，我慢慢的了解了你，记得高三的时候，你我都敞开心扉，聊了些事，并产生了共鸣。可能当时我还小，并不能完全理解你，直到现在，看到你把自己曾经说过给我的事给写下来，我记忆的大门重新打开，把我带回从前我们认识至今的每一个画面。你的诙谐，你的坦诚，你的坚强不屈。。。。。。

鱼头，自从你读研究生后，就没你消息了。打你电话也关机，今晚和靳老师、邢增联、泰山、阿里固、贺育龙吃饭( 贺育龙刚从阿联酋归来），席间，我们谈到了你，苦于没有你的丝毫音讯，现在每个人都在自己的岗位上，朝自己的目标前进。

鱼头，希望你的梦想能实现，先出国，然后在那里成为一名生物科学家，虽然这条路很难走，不过我相信你，一定能做到的，等你回来，我们要好好的把盏言欢。

 

祝福你，鱼头!