People will always have various dreams in this life.
I especially remember that when I was a child, I often had a kind of dream - in the dream, my body was so light that I could actually fly.
That feeling is so wonderful that it cannot be described in words.
The most impressive one was a dream I had in high school.
I stood on the top of the school building, looking down at the laughing and playing classmates downstairs, and suddenly a very clear thought came to my mind:
I know, this is a dream.
Even though I knew it was a dream, I felt a little more bold.
I jumped down from the building with a slight leap.
There was no fear, no falling, the body was like a feather, slowly floating to the ground and landing steadily.
With a tap of his toes, he soared into the air again, flying dozens of feet high.
The wind blew past my ears, and my field of vision was vast and boundless. The feeling of freedom, lightness, and fearlessness still makes my heart beat when I think about it.
I don't know if you have ever had such a dream?
I heard people say that dreaming about flying is a yearning hidden in the heart, and the soul is longing for freedom.
Kame also has two sides.
There is a kind of dream that is particularly difficult to endure.
I was being chased by something in my dream, and I was so panicked that I desperately wanted to run and escape, but my legs were as heavy as lead and I couldn't move any further.
There are trees and pillars around me. I reach out to grab them and use the strength to rush forward, but my movements are slow and clumsy, and every step is extremely difficult.
That feeling of powerlessness, depression, and inability to escape, my heart was still pounding after I woke up.
Human life is actually like a big dream.
