An essay entitled "There is always a key for yourself"

One day, I finally found my key. I think I can walk out of that closed door for a long time and look for the wonderful outside world. That's my long-cherished dream. -Inscription Everyone is a city. Each of us lives in that small space. The thick city walls are tightly isolated from the outside world, and there is no wind and sun, no storms. My world is quiet as always. Mother's arms are my gentle harbor. When you are tired, you can lean on your mother's warm arms and listen to her humming a soft tune and gradually fall asleep. The warmth of the vest is continuously transmitted to the sweet and happy dream, and a harmonious and quiet warm tone is outlined. My childhood is such a warm picture, where pen and ink linger, which is endless joy and comfort. Everyone has their own dreams. Once upon a time, I sat curled up in the corner, looking up at a large empty and monotonous ceiling overhead, and my thoughts drifted to the unknown world outside the city. I fantasized about the beautiful scenery outside the city. My mother said that across the thick wall, it is a gorgeous and colorful land. Spring is always mixed with drizzle, stepping on the old wet slate path in the rain lane, facing the breeze and welcoming the fragrance of the earth. Summer begins with the loud cicada singing on the old plane tree, immersed in the beautiful flowers in full bloom and lost in the vast green jungle. In autumn, wearing a fluttering yellow dress, she looks like a perfect fairy, smiling and falling flowers all over the floor. The wind rolled up all the fallen leaves and danced in disorder in the air, dancing a beautiful and soft line. Just like a group of dead-leaf butterflies flying all over the sky, they left an eternal beautiful moment in the Woods where the wings of the disks crossed. The long white snow field reflects moonlight in the warm sunshine in winter. If water is sprinkled gently on your face and dripped into your heart with warmth, my dream will come quietly with the garden of the world and bloom in the gorgeous world outside the city. I fantasize that there is a quiet and beautiful canyon there, like a colorful green fly, emitting green light, forever. But the fear of the unknown outside the city swept through my heart. I can't sit down. Like every child who is about to try to succeed or fail, I miss the warmth and comfort in my castle and am afraid of the bumpy road outside the front door. Everyone has a key to open his own city gate, and this key belongs only to himself. Different keys open different doors, lead to different directions and realize different dreams. One day, I finally found my key. I think I can walk out of that long-closed door and look for the wonderful outside world-that's my long-cherished dream. I will no longer linger in the small greenhouse of the city, keep a normal heart and embark on a journey to witness the long-awaited world. I know there will be many rocks and ravines along the way, and muddy and rugged roads will block my dream pursuit, but I will never shrink back, because I have always had a beautiful dream in my heart, and it will never be disillusioned. Encourage me to go forward and look for beautiful scenery. You know, this is the key that I have always been proud of. It opened the door of my dream, led me to be beautiful step by step, and realized my dream bit by bit. Postscript: There is always a key for you. When you were most lonely and helpless, you suddenly opened your dream. When life is rough, you suddenly light up the road ahead, let us gradually mature and pursue our dreams.