Life is not a dream

Life is not a dream

[plant dream]

How many dreams, how many times to think, how many times back in the dream sea, plant a tree called "dream". How many dreams, how much sweat is mixed, how many tears are combined, and finally the most beautiful flowers in this life.
In a dream sea park where flowers are raging, the flower of dreams is open everywhere, and it is extraordinarily enchanting. Push away the green home, carefully jump into your tender embrace and touch the flower petals that are full of happiness.
The pink petals hide the most romantic love dreams, eager to meet a wise and humorous, mature and young prince, sitting on the riverside with the imaginary woman who likes fantasy, splicing together Thousands of dreams, in each dream, I am the only heroine, full of three thousand pets, can only pay attention to me forever.
The sky blue petals rest in the most passionate career dream, eager to find a job full of vitality and hope, can challenge their own limits at any time, play their own strengths, let themselves in the intersection of thinking and reality, realize once and for all Leap once. We are willing to do our best in this position, dedicating all our energy and enthusiasm to find the goal of achieving our own value.
The golden petals cover the most intimate family dreams, eager to live in an ordinary family, and can always see their beloved father and the mother who is deeply loved. There are brothers and sisters who love, and sisters care. All the members of the family love each other deeply. No matter what difficulties are encountered at home, as long as everyone smiles, it will be an arduous time.
The emerald green petals cherish the purest friendship dreams. Everyone who is eager to meet with them can be happy and satisfied because they know themselves, and they are always immersed in the accidents that people care about. Bringing smiles to others and caring for every friend worthy of paying is one of the most selfless and longing desires in the dream sea.
[dreaming]

When the spring blossoms, I am in the spring with the spring breeze, and I am fascinated by the first sunshine in my life. We have worked hand in hand to complete the first boring and difficult probationary period after attending work. With his careful support and silent support, I finally successfully ended all kinds of unfamiliar teaching and education work, realized the first leap in my work, and met the first love in my life.
After vicissitudes of life, he has both the mature wisdom of my fantasy, the understanding, the one who is one year older than me, and the young and energetic and humorous in my ideal. For the first time, I loved each other, and every day and night I knew each other was full of sweetness. The feeling of "I don't see three days in a day" really happened between us. For this 100% ideal lover, I bravely stepped out of the first step of rebellion in my life. After the ups and downs, I finally ushered in the brightest warm sun in the summer, and entered the wedding hall and ended. A single career.
Xia Huayu's season, I left the unit that worked for one year, and in tears, and he went to his own job, this is more than a dozen years, still suffering from the love of different places. I left my personal son-in-law, and I devoted myself to my alma mater, who was familiar and unfamiliar, and rooted in it. It was sixteen years. When Tao Li was full of Jinxiu Garden, I could not remember how many students I had taught. The faces that had been remembered day and night became a strange name.
Every time I send away another student in the hot summer June, those sad words are always quietly retired in front of the students. I will only quietly put their names after the students leave after graduation. I think about it in my heart, I really hope that in the new school, I can meet like a good teacher who treats them as close friends like me, so that they can insert the wings of imagination and continue to fly in the blue sky.

Walking in the golden autumn of the deciduous, the muddy path is full of rugged thoughts. When I moved from my natal family to my school for many years, I still felt like I was dreaming. The dreamy mother’s face full of resentment and grievances was covered with tears, and she lost her stomach and pretend to say to herself: “Being away from the warm embrace of the family, there is nothing remarkable, people always have to grow up. Without me at home, my mother must be able to live very well. I hope that they will not be in conflict with each other because of their own."
The mother's eyebrows still swayed in front of her eyes, but she couldn't see the warm picture of her family at the same time. Several times, my mother took a hot heart and worked tirelessly. She walked to the school to visit her daughter. A few times back, my mother resisted the tears in her eyes and lie red on the bed of the dormitory. I will see that she must be wronged again. However, how dare I open this topic that makes her unhappy. I only learned how to look at my mother, pretending to know nothing, leaving her to have lunch. Every time I saw my daughter’s busy figure, my mother’s heart was even more sad. Now, all the parting has become a thing of the past. The moment when the mother and the daughter meet can only be in a dream. How can this situation be called human feelings?
The pain of losing a close relative falls like a snowflake across the winter. Into the winter without the mother to care for you, the sad tears will always come to the eye inadvertently. Quietly walking on the Internet, looking for the most vibrant friendship of life. Everything in the dream sea, the betrayal of love, the faraway of family, what else can you accompany yourself to warm the winter? A verdant color smoothed all the pain in the dream sea.
Fantasy of those strange names, surprises appearing around them. Imagine the essays that are revealed in my true feelings and become reality accidents in my own life. Is there anything that can't happen in life? One by one flying name, a personalized head, a cordial condolence, let Menghai feel that he is not alone, he is not pitiful. There are many good men in the world, and there are friends who say this on weekends. It is a pity that the heart that has been hurt by love does not know who else to love again?
[dream]

On the streets of 2019, I was thinking about the shocking words of my friends: the end of the world is not necessarily a rumor! Sooner or later, the earth will go to ruin! I don't want to refute his alarmist, but I am worried that this year is really the last year of my life. If true life has come to an end, what other unfulfilled wishes do I have? Keep asking yourself, eager for another person in my inner world, can answer my embarrassing question.
A person with a dream in his heart, even if he lives in the winter of his life, will not feel cold. I don't always live in the cold winter, the chill is coming to an end, and the sunshine in the clear sky is about to appear again. If I can travel across time and space, is there more countless lucky nouns than ordinary people? Those friends who meet each other on the Internet and are really opposite, aren’t they worthy of their own nostalgia and care about them in their hearts?
The colorful flowers of dreams have been opened one after another. Happiness and sorrow, happiness and trouble always coexist. Is there any reason to blame yourself for being unfamiliar? Is there any reason to blame myself for being unfortunate? Is there any reason to complain that I am not happy? Re-plant more beautiful dreams for yourself, create a new desire for your New Year, let yourself race with the hour hand, and be a person who is always ahead of time.
There is love in the end of the world, and there is no dream in life. Lost in the red rain of the moon, resolutely erase the unhappy story, let the passion of writing ignite again, let the dream of creation rise, let the smoke rain frame the curved arch bridge in the red dust, let the love The people of the text can meet in this connection to you and my literary website, so that the dream of the dream is not awake, the eternal bright scenery of the evergreen season.