I am married ...

Last night made ​​a very strange dream , I dream
beautiful wedding dress the bride of a thick makeup
To marry a soldier
never met people I only remember a lot of < br> all my relatives have come to me like a puppet -like
been pushing to
hear all sorts of people talking to me the blessing of stereotyped words
my dad has been in clutching my hand
but I know I want to cry
dream I have been very sad very sad
never show to anyone smile
cousin had made ​​upon her death I joke a happy face point . . .
but always a response to her blankly face
groom about to appear when I finally could not resist
I dreamed I get rid of the doom of my dad 's hand
a person in the river while desperately running
until exhausted down the riverside
then a steady stream of tears streaming down
and then I woke up
woke up I found the original
and dream together in their own tears
do not know how to do this dream
but I know I will not and who does not love a married
me because I can not afford
want to marry a person who does not love getting along very well but may not be happy . . . . . .