"Your dreams are all very good!" The female teacher smiled even brighter, "Zeng Yafei, what do you want to be?"
"I believe that every girl is an angel! They are all princesses sent to the world by God, but some princesses are lucky and have advantages. I will succeed, whether it is a phoenix on the plane tree or a sparrow under the tiles in the farmhouse. My dream is - I, Zeng Yafei, want to be a singer!" A little girl with a delicate face stood up and spit out this sentence.
The teacher's mouth couldn't help but move slightly. She couldn't believe that this sentence was said by a 12-year-old girl: "Why do you want to be a singer?"
"Because... Because there is someone waiting for me there!" The little girl said, her brown curly hair particularly dazzling in the sun.
From then on, Zeng Yafei made a wish silently in her heart: She must be a singer, just to find the boy she met when she was five years old, and for his words - "I like you. I think I will become a very handsome singer by then."
For this sentence, Zeng Yafei started a dream journey.