? The cold plum and snow are gone, and the spring breeze returns. Winter is drifting away with harvest, and spring is coming as promised with dreams. It is another school season, and we dream of a new starting point and look forward to the future together.

I care about the word "dream", and I carefully distinguish it from "ideal" at any time. For me, the ideal is a realistic dream, which will be realized as long as I work hard on the ground, and the dream is an illusory dream. No matter how hard I try, it's just a bubble in the hot sun, which will burst at the touch.

Always so sensitive and careful to distinguish. So I started talking about words.

People say that what I write is called a work. I just said that I wrote a text.

I deliberately distinguish between the words about my dream and the promise I made to myself, and I want to realize it.

But I also know that an untenable promise is just a pale label.

Zhu Meng Zhu Meng

For a long time, I always thought I was just a dreaming child. I wrote a lot, but I just believed in myself, but I still fell down.

Yes, sometimes I fall down because I care too much about other people's comments, which is a common mistake made by mediocre people.

Thinking about these distractions about "dreams", my head has been restless. I lay in bed, with my eyes open, watching the sky turn from white to red outside the window, witnessing the awakening of the whole city. How sad ...

Quiet, originally exclusive to night, is now occupied by something called "dreams and thoughts". Has my dream been completed? Has it been built? I asked myself.

Really, just believe in yourself. I suddenly thought of a sentence. Dreams, only some people have them, some people will have them, and some people really have them. I want me to be a third party.