My dream is to be a racing driver and write a 20-word poem.

Dreaming of galloping on the vast grassland like a fine horse.

Dreaming of revealing a white and flawless body like white clouds, infiltrating into purity, overlooking the ever-changing world and witnessing the true feelings of the world.

Dreams fly freely in the ocean world like a never-ending seagull, which brings me firmness.

Dreams give me confidence.

Dream is a silent hope.

I will work hard for love and this distant hope until my dream comes true.