Love is a poem of dreams.

1, an autumn rain put on a cool coat, a fallen leaf floated down smartly, a dream went on, a true feeling was hidden in my heart, a short message sent a blessing, and a gentle greeting: Pay attention to adding clothes when autumn comes.

2. Ten years later, I woke up like a dream. The soul eats the sky and looks at the sky, but the heart groans.

I like looking at the sky, but I don't know how big it is. I always dream that I have the power of an angel. When the clouds float overhead, it seems to see Xiao Wu flying. Seeing my sister's mature face, I hope I can pick the red dates in front of the door if I grow taller and faster. The fantasy as sweet as wine, I'm still going on.

4. In the weaving of mastering dreams, you weave your own dreams and then monitor them to mature in the body layer.

5. Home is a lamp that never goes out in my heart; Home is a log cabin burning with smoke in my dream; Home is your eternal harbor. ...