If reality is a dream, then it is everyone's dream.

My own dreams are very dangerous. I don't know the fighting robots and airships over the city, but the overlooking scenery or the enemy's shape are very real and clear. Either escape from a room full of radio interference, or walk out of a maze full of dead bodies and demons, or protect a beautiful girl with a special identity from the danger of chasing her, and finally stay with her forever. Or fighting, flying a plane and driving a robot are different from playing games. I replaced it myself.

Besides, I can almost fly in my dreams. You can fly over the city with a wave of your hand, and sometimes you have super powers. Besides, most of my dreams have music. It's nice to hear smooth music that you can't usually do in your dreams. I just can't remember a few songs. Everything is like a movie. Obviously, I have a gift in my dream that I don't have in reality. Obviously, everything in reality is so boring and disgusting, but I can be a hero in my dream.

There are all kinds of villains and decent people in the dream, as well as all kinds of strange buildings such as flying castles floating in the moonlight, strange skyscrapers or underwater cities.

But they never have an ending, they always wake up in the climax, and they can't realize the same dream in the end, but every dream of mine is the kind of movie with clear logic and music. Most of my characters are flying robots or muscular men, almost all of them are big scenes without schools, dark rooms, mostly electric scenes, surrounded by European buildings or future cities. I have various roles, including agent, teacher, programmer and killer. In my dream, I can clearly type a four-digit by four-digit draft. Once I woke up, I pressed the calculator, and I was shocked (in reality, I can do it just by playing chess blindly). I can also solve math problems, mentally calculate chess games or draw pictures, and the maze design inside is also very exquisite, but I don't know how they came from.

The girls in my dream are all extremely beautiful, almost perfect and different people, but I have never had sex with anyone, just simply like them to protect them.

But every time I wake up, I feel very sorry. Compared with dreams, social reality is rubbish, only slander is dirty, and everyone, including myself, likes it.