Dream is my friend in elementary school.
I remember that at that time, she often took my hand and ran to the lush flowers in the community where we lived together and said: "These are flowers and grass on earth. In the sky, there is a paradise of flowers and grass. All kinds of flowers are blooming there, grass of different colors grows, and butterflies of different colors fly. It is so beautiful. Only the purest people can go there to live with flowers and grass."