Dream catching

People always have all kinds of dreams. Perhaps, some people want to collect all the stamps in the world; or maybe, some people want to be a scientist...

Many people have asked my dreams. And my answer always makes them stunned or laughed. I - want to see the beautiful world once again.

I still remember when I was young, I liked to go to the grandmother to enjoy the cold. We sat together in the chair, counting the stars and watching the moon. Unconsciously, I fell into a dream.

The night sky is now lonely. There is only a dead black in the sky. Occasionally, there is such a star that has been drilled out of the clouds. There is an unspeakable bleakness in the night sky.

I still remember when I was young, I liked to paint the sky. I like the purity of the sky, without a trace of impurities, pure blue. This kind of blue always makes my heart more and more cheerful.

Sometimes, I am tired, lying on the ground looking up at the sky and discovering that the sky is no longer as simple as before. In the air, there is a shallow gray. Occasionally, a cloud drifts and changes shape. In the sky of the day, there is an indescribable melancholy.

I still remember when I was young, I like to go hiking. I like the fragrance of the soil on the mountain. The wind blows, the rustling of the leaves, the singer's voice, and the fragrance of the earth blend into one, which makes me feel good.

Sometimes, I went for a walk, took a deep breath, but smelled a strong smell of gasoline. A gust of wind blew, but some fine sand covered my eyes. A locomotive drove quickly. The harsh noise was that I couldn’t help covering my ears. . In the daily city, there is a kind of sadness that cannot be said.

How much I want to see the beautiful world before. For this dream, I began to change slowly. I no longer trampled on the lawn to save such insignificant time. I no longer litter the garbage for the inconspicuous convenience of the map; I no longer took the taxi for the pleasure of the moment.

Dreams are always out of reach for me. What I do may not have a slight change in this world that is no longer beautiful. People always have all kinds of dreams. My dream is like a drop of water in the sea. People may continue to destroy the environment for the superiority of life...

But I will never give up my dreams, I will continue to work hard for it. I will run behind my dreams. Until the day when it was realized!

Second day: He Xiyou