1. Ordinary and simple dreams, we use our only persistent belief to support that dream.

2. Throughout the ages, human beings have been weaving dreams and hopes from generation to generation. Looking at the sky, the twinkling stars tell the blessing murmurs and devout prayers of our ancestors; that dream is so real, yet so far away, because it is the eternal pursuit in the heart, the prosperity and fantasy that floats in reality.

3. Dreams are a winding road. You will often take the right path, but as long as you control yourself, you will not go astray.

4. Let the wings of dreams lead our hearts to leap through happiness and tears. Let the wings of dreams soar into the blue sky of childhood, full of hope.

5. The dream is the oasis in the desert, which brings life to despair; the dream is the flowing water on the mountain, which brings passion to the silent nature; the dream is the sunshine and rain, which brings life to the thirsty people. The seedlings bring hope; dreams are the eternal beacon that illuminates the journey of life. She guides us to keep moving forward on the road of life.

6. I don’t know what the boundary between strong and numb is. Sometimes it seems like I don’t care about anything, but only I know that it’s because I care too much.

7. No heart will be hurt by pursuing your dreams. When you really want something, the entire universe will unite to help you achieve it.

8. I think the richest mineral vein is somewhere here; using the magic wand to find hidden gold, based on the rising mist, I want to judge: I want to start mining here.

9. It turns out that the meaning of life is only to realize dreams. Such a life is a life of dreams, a wonderful life, a blooming life, and a life of eternal youth. When we are old, we are still Youth is flying because of dreams. No matter how old we are, we can still talk and laugh happily and never feel old.

10. Dream, what a beautiful, noble and respectable name! Or is it such a distant, ethereal, and nihilistic word? I have dreams, like an innocent child. I long to fly freely into the blue sky like a bird. I long to swim in the vast ocean like a fish. How many people sneer at dreams, how many people are afraid of dreams, and how many people are afraid of dreams. People have nothing to do with their dreams. How many people sigh at their dreams. The dream used to be like a distant fairy to me. It has really become a fairyland in the dream. It only stays for a short smile. When I open my eyes, the dream instantly turns into blur. The bubble has become a fantasy that I sit alone in the dark.