If someone asks me, "What do you like best?" I will answer without thinking: it is a dream! Yes, this is a dream.
Dream, some people will choose to escape it. Because sometimes there will be some horrible pictures in my dreams, and then I will be awakened. Annoying nightmares will make people sleep restlessly.
For dreams, some people still have that stupid idea about "Duke of Zhou". If they have a nightmare, they will be afraid of it and live in fear every day. If you have a good dream, you will be very happy, expecting the result to be realized immediately, and then you will become unhappy if you don't allow it. Even so, people still believe.
The dream I love is pure and flawless. There are magical Tinker Bell, Mickey Mouse, Princess and Prince, and a white horse with wings pulling a pumpkin carriage. Run and run, bringing a beautiful rainbow. It is a colorful coat that weaves beautiful dreams!
My dream is more than that.
One day, I sat on the white clouds and went to the Heavenly Palace to make a scene, and I felt the carefree life of the Monkey King. Then sneak into Guanghan Palace to take refuge; One day, I became a flounder and swam freely, almost being swallowed by a shark; One day, I was flying in the sky. This time I became an eagle, spreading my wings and soaring in the sky. ...
My dreams are more than that.
I grew up, became a star, held my own concert, sang and sang, forgot my sadness, forgot my troubles, and all my troubles vanished. It was so real at that time that I really wanted to open my eyes and have a good look, but I woke up without being upset. Maybe tomorrow I will become another character and perform another happy life. ...
My friends, our dreams should be created by ourselves, so that our dreams can be perfect, right?
I love dreaming about composition.
I love dreaming, but it's not dreams that drool when I fall asleep, it's daydreams.
Daydreaming after class. When I see a cloud in the sky, I will think: If I add a stick under that cloud, it will be soft and sweet cotton candy. How delicious! But mom's cooking is not bad either. Shredded pork with green pepper, scrambled eggs with tomatoes … It makes my mouth water. What dish will mom use to improve her food today?
At noon in the scorching sun, I tried my best to do my homework, which I had to do before taking a nap. Although the electric fan was turned on to the fifth gear, the sweat was still flowing downwards, and my daydream began again. I fantasize that there are ten cabinet air conditioners in the classroom, and there is a small freezer next to each student's desk, which is full of cold drinks ... how comfortable! "Rinrin Bell ..." The crisp nap bell rang. The air conditioner is gone, the freezer is gone, the cold drink is gone, and everyone has a good sleep. I began to daydream freely again. How nice!
Lying in bed before going to bed at night, I will continue my "daydreaming" more leisurely. Looking at the bright lights, I will think: if it rains heavily tomorrow and there are dark clouds all over the sky, it would be nice if I didn't see clearly when I turned on the lights. In this way, you don't have to do exercises! It might as well rain all day, and you don't have to force yourself to take a nap at noon. I really can't sleep! But if it keeps raining, it will be flooded and disastrous-the whole sky is dark, it keeps raining, houses are washed away by floods, tall buildings are razed to the ground, and people and animals are struggling in the water, which is terrible and scary!
Oh, it turns out that daydreaming is not just beautiful. But I still love dreaming-all kinds of daydreams!
I love dreaming about composition.
Imagine the cold wind outside, sleepwalking in the bed of a warm cabin, and you will feel warm. Sitting in front of the computer and knocking on the mood of the day with cold hands will remind you of the warmth in the quilt. Therefore, when I finish writing, I will make a cup of hot milk as a reward for my day, and also as a catalyst for my sleepiness, hoping to have a good dream with the smell of milk. I just love sleeping and sleepwalking, which is endless.
Roughly speaking, people spend13 of their life in sleep, and sleep is to have enough energy to experience life. Therefore, this reason allows me to confidently say that I love sleeping and am not afraid of being called lazy. Actually, to be exact, I just like dreaming.
I like to unload the troubles of the day and make my dreams full of trivial and pure happiness. Some people say that dreams can't be controlled by people. I don't totally agree with them. Thinking day and night, if a person is happy, his dream must be happy.
I like to write down interesting things in my sleepwalking, because there are always some incredible and magical things in my dreams. In my dream, the wings of imagination can take me very high: I picked the stars on the clouds, wrote poems on leaves, composed music in streams, and left my footprints in every corner of nature. I used to be the raindrop that wears away stones, the silk rain that moistens everything, and the snow that lasts for hundreds of millions of years. In my dream, I played various roles. Sometimes, I am just an outsider in my dream, like an invisible man, watching a very inexplicable play.
I like dreaming, because the dream world is very simple, as if after the baptism of God's rain, all the false dirt has been washed away. Dreams, some vague, some ethereal, as if nothing had happened. ...
It seems that these words are a little trivial, just consider them as my nonsense in my sleep!