Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第615/1399页)

ringabottleofliquorthereahenightintheopenwiththebeautifulroses.SometimesIgetdrunkandworrythattheflowerswouldwiltwhileIsleep…Sadlysuchcarefreeaimesarenomore.”Charinashookherhead,herlonghairswaying,givingoffarose-likefragrandsaid,

    “Solongasthereispoetryinyourheart,yourlifewillbebeautifusapoem.Poetiviroisalwaysaround,sothereisionofitsdisappearingandbeingnomore…Butsometimes,Ihaveafantasyofdressingupasahomelesspersonandgogallivantingtothefarthestersoftheworldwithyou.Thatshouldbeawonderfulexperience.”

    “Thelifeofahomelesspersonisnotasromanticasyouseemtothink”repliedDimitrismiling.“Itisnotthekindoflifemostpeoplecouldhandle.Ifyouareied,wecouldgiveitatryandyouwouldknowalltheupsanddownofvagab