The second dream, in mid-August the outskirts of the sunflower blossom in mid-August. Eye-catching gold, dazzling sunshine, pure smile, alternating with each other as a change of scenery can not be added. Yang Qilian, greeted the sunflower is more gorgeous than a bright handsome faces. She ran away with a smile Qing Qian, heart also has a similar display is, in the rapid elongation, the growth of the.
Dreams Thirdly, water, undulating lotus, the moon from Yilianyoumeng Qing Long. Andi Upload distant siren blowing, and accompanied by the air Lingding the light fragrance, with half-open flowing into the hearts at this moment. This song will win but a human, such as Xu scenery all, and since then the only ambition is to let the time is always docked in that moonlit night can be beyond the reach of time but a more distant stance towards the other.
The fourth dream, coming and going of the downtown blocks, met a person through the hand with this piece of Fan Wu. Behind is a neon Zhaxian, Choi Ha blocks out the sun, dark clouds are owned by Ukraine are. All the scenery and near the event are just decorations, dotted with the opportunity, a scattered, one-hi, a sense of loss. Fleeting ideal thing No matter how hard it tries to seize. Fail to seize, even if only a little grasp of the quicksand, come and gone.
Fifth dream, the fence beside the brier alone in the twilight a Unnamed hymn singing. A group of school children, riding bicycles, whistling, a flash disappear. She was in the crowd waiting, and so on a grand and quiet to get together again, and so a person would be her away, and so on quarter gorgeous flowers. Wait until the last had forgotten what was waiting for something. As a result, turn around, annihilation in the crowd.
第一梦，是一片无限辽阔的草原，牛羊成群，苍鹰在头顶盘旋，牧羊的少女哼着不老的歌谣。她拉着她的手，她们在那片圣洁的土地上不停地奔跑，风声肆掠，洁白的云朵在上空不断地变幻着形状！年少的岁月里没有人知道未来会是怎样的光景。所以马不停蹄的去追赶。追赶。哪怕路的前方只是一场预设的虚空。
第二梦，八月中旬的郊外，八月中旬的向日葵花海。夺目的金黄、耀眼的阳光、纯粹的笑容，相互交替更迭成一幅不可复加的风景。扬起脸，映入眼帘的是一张比葵花更加绚烂明亮的清秀面庞。她轻浅笑着跑开，心底也有一片类似的花海，在迅速的拔节、生长着。
第三梦，水波荡漾的荷塘，月光轻拢起一帘幽梦。遥远的岸堤上传来笛声阵阵，伴着空气里伶仃的淡香，一同吹进此时此刻半掩的心扉。这一曲便胜却了人间如许良辰美景，自此之后唯一的奢望便是让时光永远停驻在那个月夜，可时光却以更为鞭长莫及的姿态驶向另一个遥远。
第四梦，人来人往的闹市街口，遇上一人，牵手一同穿过这片繁芜。身后是霓虹乍现，彩霞蔽日，阴霾皆归乌有。所有的风景与近遇都只是点缀，点缀着这一遇，一散，一喜，一怅然。流年若水，任凭如何努力也抓不住。抓不住，纵然抓住了也只是些许的流沙，来去匆匆。
第五梦，篱笆旁的野蔷薇在暮色中独自唱着一曲未名的赞歌。一群放学的孩子，骑着单车，吹着口哨，转瞬消失不见。她在人群中等待，等一场盛大而宁静的相逢，等一个人将她带走，等一季绚烂的繁花。等到最后自己都忘了究竟是在等些什么。于是，转身，湮没于人群。