I had a transparent dream, a distant and intimate dream. Dreams are full of black shadows and dim lights in the distance. Mountains, muddy water, running, despair, helplessness, whipping. However, things are very ordinary, and the people around them are very ordinary. So, it's cozy. The surrounding environment, other people, and what is happening, I can do it, and I don't need to pay attention to it. As long as we can be happy, we don't have to be happy, as long as we can spend every day well.

In my dream, my younger siblings and I ran a long way to learn the exercises, bypassing many bends and grabbing food along the way. They weren't robbing, they were just stealing food. There were several robberies and we all escaped. In the end, my younger siblings asked me to go first, and then I learned and taught them. But when it came to speaking publicly, it was almost over. No, I have to bring something back, or I'm going to see them. I wanted to resist, I wanted to keep the lecturer, and some people around me who knew me hurriedly stopped me. What if you anger the lecturer and the lecturer doesn't come in the future.

I hastened to jot down some of the last things the lecturer said, as well as some of the things I copied from them. At this time, the younger brother arrived. "It's okay, I've jotted something down. Don't worry!"

It was cozy. Everyone was there at that time. Nothing special. The dream faded away, and the people around me became farther and farther away from me. I realized it was just a dream. But I wanted to stay a little longer, and along the way, I found myself more and more lonely. I often ask myself: What do you mean by standing on a high place? In my dreams, it is very transparent, and that is the most sincere me. But it's also me who will be different in the future.

Addicted to dreams, you still have to come out after all, and you will wake up. No matter what you think in your dreams, reality is still turning. Constant turning, including when you are dreaming.

Looking at the blue and deep starry sky, the stars gradually become fewer. The mountains in the east in the distance are also gradually bordered. Slowly, the stars disappeared, and only the east burst out with a dazzling, vibrant, golden light. There was no morning glow, only sharp, golden, sword-like golden light piercing my eyes. Bright, but not burning. This is the light of the sunrise, no, it is the edge of the sunrise!

Light and dreams are two completely opposite things. It's time to teach the kid, though I don't seem to have much to teach.

"Flowing Dust" 31 Dream is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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