My dream is written in Tibetan font.

Whenever I see birds flying freely in the sky, I always say to my mother, "mom, why do birds have wings and people don't?" If only people had a pair of powerful wings! " So, I opened my arms and learned how to slide and run quickly, but I still didn't leave the ground. I said to my father, "Dad, Dad, I want to fly!" " "So, my father lifted me up with strong hands, and I opened my arms. Wow, I finally flew!

I threw myself into the embrace of the blue sky, counted Grandpa Sun's beard, sat on Mother Moon's boat and played hide-and-seek with Sister Star. When I am tired, I sleep in Sister Yun's big bed and let Mother Feng gently touch my face.

After waking up, I came to the South Pole on a somersault cloud. It's white. Listen, why is it so noisy here? Oh, so it's a lovely penguin. They staggered around with big bellies. What a funny expression!

I jumped and flew out of the earth. I see the vast universe, where the stars shine. That one is particularly dazzling, I know, it must be Venus. There are bright and dark clouds floating around that beautiful star. It's Saturn, the "two fat people". Hey, why is there a big red spot on that star? Is he sick, too I was just about to take a closer look. The great red spot sent out a huge whirlwind and blew me back to earth. I opened my eyes in a daze, but it was still on my father's arm.

If only I had a pair of powerful wings and soared in the blue sky! This is my dream.