執房時，從抽屜中找到過去的文章。原來我曾經投過一篇稿到Young Post。
題目：The Day-Dream I enjoy

I do not know what a paradise is like, for neither anybody nor I has ever seen one. It is said that it is high up on the heavens and there are fairies. Although it is a mere imagination of man, I think it must be a happy land that cannot be found on earth, and therefore, I always build a paradise of my own imagination in my day-dream.

My paradise would be a land of happiness, a land of plenty and of peace. All the year round, the grass, the flowers, and the trees would look bright. The birds would sing merrily and there were no hunters to frighten them. The sky would be clear and attractive. The weather would be fine, neither too hot nor too cold. Every girl or boy would be born beautiful, and would have plenty of toys to play with. Everybody should live in comfort, know no worry, never be in want. There was no difference of classes among the people. War was a thing that nobody knew. Everyone should find his own complete happiness only in that of the whole people.


原來我真係好喜歡「發白日夢」……