Fly

                
                
Fly fish。
某日翻旧笔记，发现高三那年抄的一首英文诗：
I believe I can fly
I believe I can touch the sky
I think about it every night and day
Spread my wings and fly away
I believe I can soar
I see me running through that open door
I used to think that I could not go on
And life was nothing but an awful song
But now I know the meaning of true love
I'm leaning on the everlasting arms
If I can see it, then I can do it
If I just believe it, there's nothing to it
I believe I can fly
I believe I can fly
I believe I can fly
那时候，多年轻呢。