Wake up, the dream is bitter; Because I can't stop looking for you in my dreams, and I dare not look for you in reality.
When you wake up, the dream is sad; Because I looked for you in my dream, but I couldn't find you. Actually, you passed me by.
When I woke up, my dream was fragrant, because I actually held your hand in my dream, but in reality I picked up your bun.
When I wake up, the dream is sweet, because I returned your bun in the dream, and in reality you accepted my affection.
Dreams have a taste, when you hug each other and sleep.