That was a dream two years ago, when I was still in the third year of high school.
I dreamed that I was in a Western European-style campus, the buildings were white, surrounded by woods and lawns, the whole dream was brightly colored, just like the world seen when the weather is clear.
That school seems to be a kind of noble school, and I seem to be a sickly young lady (of course I am not in reality), and I study and play with other girls in it.
Then it seemed that an instructor came and preached to us in a rude manner, and I was irritated, and I did not know where to conjure up an ax and slash at him. The instructor seemed to be dead on the spot, but I didn’t see blood, and the ax was gone for a moment. gone.
I went back to our dormitory and told them about my murder. They said they would keep it a secret from me, but a male classmate overheard me and told the teacher. The teacher came to ask me if I had killed someone, and I Said that I am just a weak and sick student, how can I kill someone? Where did the murder weapon come from?
That's the end of the matter.
It’s actually nothing to dream of getting here, what happened next is the part that impressed me the most.
I lived in that school for a while, and one day I told my friends, I'm going back, I'm going back to reality. I boarded a train flying in the sky with them. On the train, my friends gave me many presents, which were put in a red tin box.
After the train was running for a while, I realized that I was coming. I looked at my best friend, and she said, "Please don't forget me when you get there!"
I opened the door of the train, the train was still flying in the air, and the wind outside was blowing. I suddenly grabbed the hand of my best friend and jumped out of the train with her. As I fell, I said to her: "I just want to take you away selfishly!"
We landed on a tricycle, and my grandmother was riding the tricycle. There were golden rice fields on both sides of the flat road, and I could see my home not far away.
When I got home, I said to my best friend, "I'm home." She waved to me.
So I put my hand on the doorknob at home and pressed it.
Immediately afterwards, I woke up from the bed. wake up.
I found out that the friend brought by me in the dream was my best friend in reality at that time.
(Because it was too coincidental and the feeling in the dream was very real, so I can’t forget it until now. The moment I woke up, I had a kind of time-traveling and hurried to go. At that moment, I really felt that the dream happened for real.
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