Xiao Mu returned home, and it was already late at this time.

When he arrived at the door, Xiao Mu did not immediately push open the door, but stood at the door for a long time.

I vaguely heard Zhang Laohan and his wife muttering in the house: "Xiao Mu hasn't come back yet, it's so late, can't he make any mistakes again." ”

The old man said again: "No, no, you can save your worries, how can you always make mistakes, this is okay." ”

After being quiet for a while, Zhang Laohan said again: "Could it be because I was bullied by my classmates again, and then I was punished by the teacher or something." ”

Obviously, Xiao Mu's late return made Zhang Laohan and his wife very anxious, which made Xiao Mu feel the warmth of home.

"No, no, I have to go to the school. ”

At this time, Xiao Mu immediately pushed the door in, only to see Zhang Laohan changing his shoes, preparing to go to school to find him.

Seeing that it was Xiao Mu, Zhang Laohan put down the shoes in his hand and pretended to be nothing.

Viciously said to Envy: "I came back so late, where did I fool around." ”

Xiao Mu didn't retort loudly, and he didn't pay attention to Zhang Laohan, and he pretended not to know what he had heard, turned around and went to the kitchen to get the food and go back to the house to eat.

Seeing that Xiao Mu didn't put himself in his eyes, Zhang Laohan couldn't hold his breath, so he scolded.

"You kid, you only know how to eat, what Lao Tzu raised you for, you know all day long that people worry about it, what is the use of raising you!"

Xiao Mu swallowed the food in his mouth, "What's the matter, I didn't finish my homework today, and I was shut down by the teacher, how can I make trouble, okay?"

Zhang Laohan didn't believe what Xiao Mu said, so he said: "Oh, what kind of homework, you have to finish it until dark, except that you didn't study seriously in class, what is it?"

Xiao Mu still eats with relish.

"No, it's an art class, the teacher didn't say anything, it's just that I can't draw well, and all the students who can't draw well can't go home. ”

Zhang Laohan didn't have the slightest intention of calming down, and yelled at Xiao Mu: "Yes, look, it's not because you can't draw well, the teacher won't you come back!"

Put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, and didn't know how to explain to Zhang Laohan.

"Well, this, this painting is not really bad, but from the heart. ”

Xiao Mu's explanation made Zhang Laohan confused, and he was stunned for a long time, and after thinking about it carefully, what kind of explanation is this.

"What do you say? Say it again, don't talk about what you don't paint well. ”

Xiao Mu knew that Zhang Laohan didn't understand, but he couldn't say it clearly, this was a big problem, so he thought about it for a long time.

"Well, let me tell you this, the teacher said that my painting is very good, and I have also seen other people's paintings, which are not better than my paintings, but the teacher said that I was too impetuous and didn't draw with my heart, so I didn't let me go home until I drew quietly and attentively. ”

Xiao Mu didn't know if Zhang Laohan could understand what he said, but saw Zhang Laohan fall into thought.

After a long time, Zhang Laohan said: "Oh, then your teacher is quite good, and he can also sharpen your temperament." ”

Xiao Mu nodded lightly and continued to gulp down the food in the bowl.

"By the way, grandpa, let me ask you something, what is a dream?"

Zhang Laohan felt that Xiao Mu was very strange, how could he suddenly ask such a strange question, he was only in the first grade, how could he ask such a profound question.

"What's the matter, do you have any dreams, or do you have any ideas?"

"No, it's just that I heard Guo Yang talk about his dream, but I didn't, he had what he wanted to do and I didn't, he had thought about what kind of person he wanted to become, and I only had a ridiculous idea, that is, to become rich. ”

Zhang Laohan smiled and said: "Isn't that good? Becoming a rich man is also a dream, isn't this your goal in school? Isn't this the goal you work hard for? Your dream is money, this is it." ”

Xiao Mu thought about it carefully, but still didn't react, her understanding of her dream was still confused, why her dream was different from Guo Yang's, incompatible.

Seeing that Xiao Mu didn't fully understand, Zhang Laohan went back to the room, and found a worn-out book out of nowhere, the book was full of dust, and a few pages were missing, and somehow, some of them had holes.

Patted the dust off the book and turned one of the pages.

Put the book in front of Xiao Mu, point it and say, "Look, this is a dream." ”

I saw that the book clearly wrote, "Dream is a kind of conscious pursuit, a source of motivation." It means that dreams are dreamed, sometimes equal to ideals, and sometimes different from ideals. ”

Dream is a kind of thinking mirror based on material or immaterial, a kind of material that transcends reality, constructs a perfect material form in the mind, and then uses the perfect material form to construct a subjective idea to describe the story, and finally achieves a high degree of unity between the ideal and the material world in one's own thinking. ”

"Dreams are a kind of longing and longing for beautiful things of human beings, sometimes dreams are unrealistic, but there is no doubt that dreams are the most innocent, innocent, beautiful and lovely wishes of human beings. Mr. Hao Bin, a well-known psychologist, believes that childhood dreams have a relevant role in the formation of world views and values, and they are also influencing people's real lives. ”

Xiao Mu suddenly realized that Guo Yang had a dream so early, which was intentionally cultivated by Teacher Guo, and he didn't know anything.

It seems that the education of the family is really important, and it is very likely to affect a person's life, but what about himself? There are no dreams, nothing, what you see is what you get.

After reading it, Xiao Mu returned the book to Zhang Laohan, "I know, I know what a dream is, but I haven't found out what my dream is." ”

That night, Xiao Mu lay on the bed and meditated for a long time, but he didn't think about what his dream was and what he wanted to do, because he knew too few things and came into contact with them.

I thought that I had already told Guo Yang that I wanted to have the same dream as him, but thinking about today's scene, I was not suitable for being a painter, so I got entangled again, and I fell asleep very late after thinking about it.

The next day, Xiao Mu arrived at school, almost all the classmates arrived, and even Guo Yang sat in the seat.

Xiao Mu looked in a very bad mental state and listless.

Guo Yang asked: "Xiao Mu, what's wrong with you, so unenergetic, when did you go back last night." ”

Xiao Mu rubbed his eyes and said, "Hmm, yes, I went back early last night, and I got home just after dark." ”

"I don't think you have much energy, you must not have slept well. ”

Xiao Mu replied coldly: "Well, I didn't sleep well last night. ”

During class, Xiao Mu was hesitant to tell Guo Yang that he couldn't have the same dream as him, and he was not suitable, but he was afraid of hurting his friendship.

After thinking about it, Xiao Mu decided not to talk about it for the time being, he still wanted to have such a good friend, and he didn't want to lose it.