Youth Dream

Xu Yixin/Wen

Sometimes I woke up in the long -term night, and the previous dreams still echoed in my mind. Just as I stood at the door of the twenty -year -old, looking back at the youth I was still continuing, everything that has passed is just like this light fantasy dream.

Youth is like dreams. The world in the dream is always black and white, like a memory that occupies my mind. The reason why we yearn for the sky and the sea is precisely because when we look at the ocean and endless deep space, we have infinite reveries in our heads, but we can only be bound to a solid ground. And all this romantic madness can only be realized in dreams. In the dream, I can swim between the heavens and the earth like a hawk to hit the sky like an eagle. I was so free in my dream, so that after I woke up, looking at the ceiling of the black hole, I would secretly hurt myself. Children's childhood is the age of dreaming. With the increase of age, he will always find that he is drifting away from his dream. What is really unrestrained, maybe only my unruly childhood is left. Until now, the time I spent in the countryside in those years still appeared in my dream from time to time. Perhaps like Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, I do n’t know if I dreamed of childhood, or now I appeared in my childhood dream. Little me, standing in the center of the village in childhood. It's as if Columbus, who just stepped on the Americas, opened the white map, and everywhere was unknown. Without the pressure of academic, no restraint, every day is a new adventure. In order to conquer the mountains and the plains, I climbed the highest soil slope, like the climbers who conquered the mountains; I across the field of the field, like an explorer who was in the Amazon rain forest. Don’t see the deep -sea beasts fighting for a special fight. When I was slightly bright, I was awakened by the chicken, and I drank the first drop of dew in the morning with the taste of dreams. I can stand on the most hot summer waiting for the emergence of the rainbow on the wilderness, and I can also throw out the burning firecrackers after the sky in the cold winter. sound. Time, space, weather, season, is so vague in my memories, elusive, as if my childhood spent in a paradise in the spring of four seasons, there were no troubles and sorrows, only a dream -like memory. Even though the time to wake up the big dream, I am still willing to wake up without being drunk. Even today, that time is still an indispensable beautiful memory in my life.

Youth is like a dream. Dreams are unrestrained, and they are unable to touch. We living under the sun cannot see the slightest trace of dreams. Only when the night is quiet and the thoughts are shaken and 90,000 miles can we touch the edge of the dream. Why is you youthful? It seems everywhere, but if you want to put it on the table carefully, it seems to be shy girls covering the face with a tulle. When I was in the night sky in the stars, I climbed up the top of the mountain and looked at the sky that was about to sunrise. I thought I had touched the appearance of youth. The dew in the surrounding area brings the chill, and under the gloomy clouds, it seems to have a certain kind of thing full of vitality. The moment the sun rose, the red light illuminated the whole sky. But after excitement, what I felt was boundless tiredness and fatigue. From small to large, I will use my best to answer every problem that troubles me. But at this moment, I was involuntarily confused. Until I returned to my home, I went to sleep. In my dreams, I soared at the highest mountain, and the sun and the stars turned around me. I have always been afraid of high, surrounded by the refreshing wind, and only feels relief and comfort. Although I knew that all this was just a dream of Huang Liang, I was still unwilling to wake up. Perhaps this is the answer to youth, freedom, unrestrained, and enthusiastic, but it is as elusive as a dream.

Youth is like a dream. What is pity and love, but it is regrettable. I often dreamed of the same scene. I walked through the dark castle and opened the door of the door, and it was aimless but firmly to save the invisible princess. This dream is not logical, but I have been able to visit my dream regularly at night since I was young. Every time I woke up, I thought of the promenade that couldn't walk at the end, my heart was full of stuns. But if you think about it carefully, if you save the princess in the dream, then this paragraph has accompanied me for so long memories, maybe it will be like those vulgar love movies, leaving the leftover popcorn after leaving the field. Youth may also be so long, but it can't be fulfilled. The so -called pity is probably the meaning of this. It is obviously so desirable, but can't help but regret sighs. But maybe it is like such an imperfect month like a cloud -free month, which constitutes all the past worthy of memories. I was severely damaged by the pressure and sadness of youth, looking at the white moon, confused the future direction, and cried in a sleepy night. At that time, for me, it may be synonymous with pain. To try all this, I started writing my past on paper. So in a night of lightning, I mentioned my pen and poured all this unable to write it into my text. All the emotions contained in this are condensed into an article called "Third People", which is different from all my previous works, which is full of things called youth and emotions. Even to this day, I can find the shadow of that night in my text. Therefore, this seemingly full of regrets brought me countless wealth to me inadvertently. It can make me endless, but I always have new feelings. A dream of youth, to this day, the dream has not been awake. I wandered in it for a long time, and sometimes looked up, and sometimes leaned down and picked it up. The infinite scenery along the way, even if you wake up one day, are still intoxicating.

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