My dream is freedom. my school at our class, the gray sky, just like my heart. our teacher is learning 一台台 machine. every morning when i wake up his mind not only yesterday. all the problems in a formula to walk in and looked up, and beheld only faces have formulated a strange, cold face. i don''t know the society where there is one of my blue sky on the...(我的梦想是获得自由。我在学校里看着我们班，灰蒙蒙的天空，就好象我的心情。我们在老师眼里不过是一台台学习机器。每天早晨醒来，脑子里只有昨天未完成的那道习题。整天在公式里行走，抬头，望见得只有一张张公式化的陌生，冷漠的脸庞。我不知道这个社会哪儿有属于我的一片蓝天。。。。。)。