Between life and dream, I’d chosen to dream and dream big, because life was controlled by the length of time and static material. While dream was pure, spatial, three-dimensional and beyond time. Because life was easier than to have a dream come true. That was why I’d kept my heart closed for so long till I found the balance in my life. Only when I held my dreams, followed my heart, I could truly live with my soul. I would never follow a man or anyone, or live like those leftover Chinese women who were desperately hunting for husbands on the edge of China.