What kind of magical dreams have you had?

I dreamed that I was standing alone on the Yellow Crane Tower in Wuhan, reading aloud the poet Cui Hao's famous sentence, "Yellow cranes will never come again, and white clouds will fly forever". A glass of muddy wine, in the face of the Yangtze River scenery narcissistic, can not help but surge of emotion surge. Looking back at countless literati in ancient and modern times, I can't help feeling the voice in my dream. A dream in high school has now become my motto.