Life is like a dream 1 That night, I fell into a dream.
As I wrote, I danced and danced heartily. The snow outside the window is like a flower, wrapped in white. The fireplace is burning, dotted and crackling. Red wine overflowed in the goblet, reflecting my handsome eyes. Cigarettes are wrapped around and vaguely floating around. I breathe for a long time and my mouth is confident. Cover the pen container, lie on the sofa in the corner and wander in the memory. I climbed to the top of the pyramid of life, gained success and joy, and touched the seemingly unreachable ideal. When I looked back and stared at the past, I realized that there was such a perfect footprint behind me.
It was the most wonderful moment, but I had to be awakened by the sound of reality outside the window-a perfect dream like a mirror, dissipated and annihilated.
Life is like a dream, everything is so unreal. Come naked, go naked, what can you take away? Gold and silver? Career? No, I can't take anything. Leaving a respectable body is the greatest blessing. Maybe after I get to the kingdom of heaven, I only have dreamlike memories to relive. After all, it used to be beautiful.
I would rather smile in my dream than cry when I wake up. Dreams are produced because active brain cells refuse to rest, just like jumping people in life, complicated things and quietly passing water. The bell is melodious, and the dream should be over.
Every second around us is precious, and dreamers can't imagine when their dreams will disappear. Dreams are so wonderful, burning hope in the ethereal, hiding truth in the illusory. I can create a complete life for myself-even if it is just a dream.
The rising sun rises again. If I had a second dream, I would do better.
Life is like a dream. 2 What is life? I asked this question several times, but no one answered me all the time. I am sentimental. With the passage of time, with the changes of the world, watching the vicissitudes of the world and feeling the helplessness of the world, it is inevitable that there will be another scar in my heart. This journey of life, through this time, who decorated whose dreams, who played who, who was a passer-by, who walked all the way, who can remember who. In the end, everything will become the past and disappear at the end of life.
I have always been reluctant to associate with people because I am afraid of parting, life and death. I can't bear the pain of losing, and I can't give up my share. If only I hadn't hurt Chu at the beginning and now, so I wouldn't feel pain and my heart would be less worried. But where should I put this feeling? Without emotional input, such parting seems pale and powerless. Come and go naked, whether you walk smartly or not. Life is in a hurry, how many people pass by, but they leave one by one. A trace left in my heart will eventually disappear with the passage of time and the wind blowing away. But now I'm still asking if this is just an episode of life-a vast sea of people, where you and I met and ended up just passing by, and I can't remember. Memory is a gap in the soul, leaving out many beautiful yesterdays. When time splashed the oath on the Sansheng stone, everything had long since ceased to exist.
Life is like a dream, and dreams wake people up. Now, you have disappeared from my dream, so I have to stare quietly and don't let my attachment get in the way. The world is big, you and I meet in the vast sea of people, and your departure leaves an expectation. Friend, can we meet again? If you are leaving, I will be here to bless you, deeply bless you, my dear friend, and wish you a pleasant journey!
Life is like a dream composition 3 Life is like a dream, and years are like songs. Here, I want to talk about memories with you first. Then someone will ask, what is there to say? But I think it's worth mentioning. I think we can all try to recall a past, and then this past will not be the same as others. This may be a happy or sad or melancholy or yearning memory. When we look back calmly, don't we feel ashamed or nostalgic? That man, that thing ... you and I can't forget it.
But how many pasts can we bury in our hearts instead of forgetting? Life is also a journey, and we are just pedestrians after all. We may occupy a very important position in other people's hearts, and others may also occupy a very important position in our hearts. But in the end? After all, we are passers-by in other people's lives, and others will be passers-by in our lives. Then, what we can do is to remember the past, cherish the present and look forward to the future. People are inevitably aging, at least we can't keep up with an era of eternal youth. We may call those past memories now, but one day, they will become memories. At that time, we were all old.
At that time, even the trivial past will make us miss it very much. Therefore, we should not only cherish the present and look forward to the future, but also think about our past and keep it in mind.
Life is like a dream. It can be said that life is alive, and people's life is really like a dream. What can we do when we wake up? Even if there is no amount of helplessness and nostalgia, it can only be hidden in my heart.
People think I am a fearless girl. However, people who really understand my heart will always ask themselves, my cynicism is really not my own idea, really.
Grandpa, I really miss you, you know? Sometimes, I really feel that you are really good to me and can't accept the fact that you left me. Every time, when I am sad, I always think of you. Fish cannot live without water, and birds cannot live without the sky. Many nights, I can only cry myself to sleep. I'm afraid of the night. I'm afraid I'll think of you. Sometimes, I really can't believe how fragile I am.
I think that whenever there is a holiday, you will let me spend it with you. Every time, you will buy me a lot of food. You are always so frugal, but you are so willing to give up for me. You always call me stupid, and I really miss it. I'd rather you could still tell me that I'm an idiot. Oh, but I didn't have a chance. I'm really an idiot. I don't know how to cherish until I lose it. Grandpa, I really miss you, really.
If life is really a dream, I will live well and won't wait until I lose it to know how to cherish it. Maybe, I am really stupid. I want to be strong. For you, for myself, I want to cheer up, face life strongly and live a good life.
Life is like a dream. Playing by the lake is like a willow swaying in the wind, between lively and intoxicating. You said with a smile: milk tea, coffee, life is like fireworks, which have warmed up for a long time, making me feel warm, peaceful, expecting and waiting. I have moved my heartstrings and disturbed my heart, trying to be stable, but I can't shake the lonely figure. If it is a dream, I will definitely knit.
Constant disappointment, constant expectation, life, and if I stand on the stage, I really have to choose, and now I am inevitably flustered. I know that if I have more, I will be perfect, and if I have more, I will be disappointed. How to choose, if I have more, I will have less. Who will share it with you, hold it and let it go, who will be happy, who will be happy, who will not know, and perhaps destined to be separated, so how to cherish it has finally become a lingering dream.
Just drifting away with the wind, how can you choose the silence between words like a curtain covering the sky, so the color of dreams is brewed, smeared, wantonly waved away. Some people see parting, some people see reunion, and some people become farewell. Therefore, there are many worries and frustrations in life.
Some people say that if I were me, I would definitely define myself. If I were you, I would be more and I would be between right and wrong. There is no answer to choosing anything, because I have you and you have me or not. In the end, I just become me, just like if life is like a dream, how to write it, the sky is still in my eyes. No matter how the color is rendered, it is a monotonous blue that cannot be erased.
Life is like a dream. Some people say that life is like a dream. The dream has passed, and it is another dream to wake up. But I don't think life is a dream, because in the dream you can do many things you can't or dare to do but want to do, and feel what you want to have. In the dream, you can choose to start all over again, but in reality, this is not the case.
Sometimes, even if you regret it, you can't change the past opportunities. It's like a person covering his face with long hair, but his back is half bald. Some people grab its long hair when the opportunity comes, and some people wait for it to pass before they realize that it is an opportunity. When they want to catch it, they can only touch the smooth bald head that they can't catch, watch the opportunity get farther and farther away from themselves, and then regret why they didn't find it as an opportunity and let it slip away. But it's too late. Generally speaking, every opportunity is only once. If you miss it, you will miss it forever and you can't get it back. Therefore, each of us should learn to be fully prepared before the opportunity comes, so as to catch its long hair and prevent it from escaping when the opportunity comes. In real life, we should keep running towards our dreams. Even if you can never reach it, you should stick to your beliefs, believe in yourself, and don't leave regrets in your lifetime.
On the way to chasing dreams, you will encounter many setbacks and hardships. You may be black and blue, and you may encounter disapproval or opposition from others. Others laugh at you, scold you and fail countless times ... but friends, don't be afraid or sad, even if you are scarred, miserable or failed. As long as you are willing to stand up, stand up with faith and continue to meet the storm, you will be one step closer to success. Tears, sweat, hard work, even if others don't know, it doesn't matter just to see the results. Don't care about other people's doubts. As long as you have a clear conscience, you will not regret it. Just be yourself.
Come on, fight for your dreams!
Life is like a dream. Seven people's lives are so short and sometimes so long, because people are contradictory. When we are happy, everyone hopes that time will pass slowly and this dream will last longer. When they are unhappy, people will feel like having a nightmare. Better get over there. Life is like a dream, there is sweetness in bitterness and endless taste in life!
In life, there will always be something that makes you grow up, suddenly understand and see hope, so you start the dream mode. Maybe this is a good dream. We work hard for it day after day and year after year, but you will find that one day, the dream should wake up. Because life is alive and things are impermanent, we can't have a beautiful dream forever. At some point in the future, it will remind you not to stay awake all the time. What we need to do at this time is to adjust, adjust what, and adjust our mentality. Yes, life is at different stages and dreams are different, aren't they?
When we were teenagers, we dreamed of playing games and eating KFC every day, but our age is growing and we can't be naive all the time!
In our twenties, we began to dream again. When can we go to see the sea and visit Disney with our girlfriends? When can we go to a good university together, learn a good major, and continue to be good with them and her?
In this way, at the age of 30, dreams became more realistic, and we began to dream every day. When can I start my own business, earn more money, buy a house and get married?
Wait, life is like a dream, everyone is doing it, but you and I are different. In the end, it is important not to give up your dreams, because there is a dream to have a future and a dream to have hope!
Life is like a dream composition 8 A beautiful young woman stepped down from a red Porsche. A professional suit with a white short-sleeved skirt makes her more domineering, tall and beautiful. She dumped her short hair and walked straight into the company in slim high heels.
The employees of the company greeted her politely one by one: hello, Mr. Lin! She didn't stop, just nodded in return, and then went straight into her office. After a short meeting, she looked at it for a long time with a red wine glass filled with red liquid. The transparent glass reflected her heroic face, and her thoughts drifted slowly with herself in the glass to thirty years ago. ...
She was only five years old that year. She followed her father, mother, two brothers and a sister into only three shabby houses. In the middle of the night, she suddenly felt freezing cold. Reflectively, she opened her eyes and saw that she was all wet, but the water drops kept falling on her. She looked up and found that the roof was soaked. She awakened her family with trembling lips.
Mother found her a dress of her own and asked her to put it on, but she, her father and two brothers took quilts to build the roof, and then all this was in vain. It was freezing outside, it was raining cats and dogs, and huge raindrops kept falling on him. She tugged at her father's skirt and said it was cold. Unexpectedly, his father slapped him and said coldly,' Go away!'
"Sweet dreams, go and hide under the table over there for a while," mother whispered, glancing at her.
Thin, she had to curl up under the only furniture in the house, a table with three drawers.
Life is like a dream. I am a seed. I don't know my name, but everyone else calls me that.
One day, my partner and I were sleeping soundly, and suddenly there was a loud noise outside, which woke us up: "What happened?" "Is there an earthquake?" ..... the partners are talking, "Come on, let's go out and have a look!"
The partners drilled hard and finally showed their heads.
The sky is covered with dark clouds, so gloomy that we can't breathe. At this time, Sister Wuyun, who was floating in the air, cried, and big drops of crystal water fell from the sky. We happily opened our mouths and drank sweet and delicious water drops. After a while, we were full. We waved to Sister Wuyun, and Sister Wuyun smiled and left happily.
We lived happily, but it didn't last long. One day, we woke up and found an unknown species around us. He grew very fast, and in a few days he grew tall and strong, constantly occupying our living space, and soon we became sallow and emaciated. At this moment, a man came. He looked at the tall and strong one beside us and pulled it out with one hand. Soon, we regained our original vitality.
In this way, we live a quiet life. One morning, I was awakened by a strange sound. I saw several steel monsters coming in with big teeth. Later, before I could react, a sharp pain made me faint. I don't know how long it took, but when I woke up, I was lying in a wooden trough with my mouth open. My hair disappeared, and then another monster put his head in. "Is it a rabbit? No, the rabbit's face is not that long. It's ... it's ... aah! It's a donkey! Oh, my God, don't eat me! "I shouted in horror, but my body had been bitten to pieces.
A soul flew into the sky. The wandering soul can't help but sigh: "Alas! Life is like a dream, one after another! "
Life is like a dream 10 Maybe people have been looking for themselves for a long time. Time is eternal, but you can always see gaps and spaces in your dreams. We can find the scenery you want in this time gap.
But if one day the original world suddenly reversed and changed, would you also want to change it? The brilliance of those novels is the essence of thought, which can make people feel emotional without the test of time. Maybe one day they will go to the world, to the public and be known by the world.
However, this is a long waiting process.
Then when you see those pictures in the TV series, they begin to look lifeless, sometimes they are special effects, and sometimes they are matting. Many things may need to be viewed from both sides, just like that star. When others scold her for plastic surgery, someone will always see his good side. Those who are full of inspirational energy may not be able to get on the table, but they are really powerful.
Life is like a play, life is like a dream.
As early as thousands of years ago, the ancients left such a question. But gradually, we found that the whole long development process of life itself is a step to answer questions.
This feeling is like doing a math problem.
Whether you can solve this problem correctly or not, you feel that you have gained a lot from it. Because I have experienced such an ideological process, in any case, other things are not so important, even if it is a detour, it is very valuable.
Life is like a dream 1 1 it's a subtropical April day in the northern hemisphere, and the cold in the middle of the night is still a little sultry.
Friends from afar will travel far away tomorrow, even if they can't get together for hundreds of days and nights, it's even harder to tell each other, and it's hard for frivolous teenagers to pay. So, after getting the nagging from their wives and the scolding from their beloved daughters, they even put on white glasses and held them madly. Although the capacity for drinking and the poetic spirit are as low as 1/10000, I always believe that my concern for my friends is better than the meaning of "I advise you to drink more wine, and there is no reason for people to go abroad", so I will strengthen each other's drinking courage, cup after cup, bowl after bowl, and my wife will call late at night and even hug each other and laugh. Sing a thousand glasses of wine, and laugh when you are drunk. At this time, the sudden feeling makes your wife and daughter go home in fear and a little flustered. However, life is hard to find a confidant and life is hard to get drunk.
The cold kept running, and occasionally some cold dew was sprinkled between the towering branches in the street. I know that the white sunrise in the east has stopped at the seaside, and I know that my wife has complained a lot at home, but sometimes life is so difficult to choose.
Confucius once said, "If you don't know anything at the age of 450, you are not afraid." I also came to learn from Dongpo's layman: "The old country is falling, passionate about Ying Xiao Wo, born early, life is like a dream, and a bottle is still in January." More than half of the wine woke up, and my heart was still as clear as the moon.
Life is like a dream 12 I don't know when I started to know that I would dream when I slept at night, but the days passed day by day. As the days passed, I got older and older and began to think about things I had never thought of before.
I still remember my first question was about time. I still remember going to bed at 9 pm and getting up at 7 am at that time. However, I don't know when I began to doubt this question. How many hours are there in a day? Then I'll ask my mother. My mother told me that there are twenty-four hours in a day. But I'm not sure. I don't know if what my mother told me is false or what happened. In this way, the problem was shelved. Until one day, my home was different from usual. I went to bed very late at night and didn't sleep until the early hours of the morning. But it was also the first time that I had a correct understanding of time. After that time, I finally found that my previous understanding of time was wrong. The days are still passing, and I am in daily growing.
Remember the first time I cried in elementary school. A teacher who has taught us for three years told us that she would leave this school and could no longer teach us. We all know that she is very strict with us at ordinary times and always criticizes us in class. To tell the truth, we all hate this teacher in our hearts. But today, she suddenly told us that we were a little reluctant. For the first time, we understand that it will be so sad when we leave, and this is the first time that our classmates have experienced parting.
Our strict teacher left us like this. I was immersed in the past for a long time, and then I suddenly realized that life was like a dream. I think I should study hard now, and I will be better in the future.
Life is like a dream composition 13 The floating clouds take away the faint light, recall life experiences, go through twenty spring and autumn periods, and bid farewell to one dream-loving era after another. I often wonder what is hidden behind the sky, what kind of life I want, and what kind of result everything I do will be in the eyes of others.
If I can, I would like to live under the happy aura of my childhood all the time; If I can, I would like to incarnate the instantaneous beauty of a ray of fireworks; If I can, I absolutely don't want to see harm and harm; So-and-so said, there is no if.
I have known you from the beginning, and I have the same dream every day. Different distances in the same place have been changing, changing, and vary from person to person. Sometimes I go further and further, but I can catch up; Sometimes it gets closer and closer, but it always stops. I can only watch it go away silently.
You said that people are selfish. Me too, I don't know what language to use to calm my ups and downs. When I heard that story from you, I knew you had regarded me as a good friend, which made me feel at a loss. I don't know how to look at it, and I don't know if I did it right.
Sometimes you say something, but it's hard to escape. Even if you ask more questions, you can only draw water with a sieve. sometimes ...
In fact, I want to say: life is just a dream, but life is still a blank sheet of knowledge, and friends are brushes and pigments. I want to be my pen pal.
Life is like a dream 14 dream. This word has been colorful in my mind for as long as I can remember. It has thousands of colors and is always so beautiful. I always feel that the only thing worthy is blue. Represents pure and bright blue. And life, I can only describe it this way, life is like a dream, and it is easy to get drunk and wake up. This year is 20 14 years. I am after zero zero 14 years old. Some people may think that I am too young to talk about my childhood life, which is ridiculous. But that's the truth. At the age of fourteen, I began to lament the autumn moon.
Fourteen years ago, I, a crystallization who witnessed my parents' love, came into this world. In my memory, my relatives and neighbors said that my parents were very lucky and had two small cotton-padded jackets. Because they are twins, they have always received a lot of attention and praise since childhood. So, in the dark, I was forced to accept growth and grow into an adult.
As far as I can remember, I always grew up as a little adult. While my classmates of the same age are still enjoying the warmth in my mother's arms, I have shuttled between the outhouse and the kitchen, helping my mother carry hot water and holding a hot kettle half my height. Be a "sensible" child in the eyes of parents.
Now, I have long been reluctant to mention my childhood. As early as the fifth or sixth grade, or earlier, I lost it. Childhood, in my eyes, has long faded. Because my childhood left me only dark quarrels.
In my opinion, life is like a dream. Some are dim and some are wonderful. In fact, it doesn't matter to me whether life is lucky or not. What matters is whether you have an optimistic heart, a strong heart that can support the fire of life and luck in the dark, which is more important than anything else.
Life is like a dream, but you will wake up one day. We can't predict that day. What we can do is to live this fantastic life.
Life is like a dream 15 I can't tell which corner I am arranged to appear in, and I can't predict which corner I will disappear in. Always come in a daze and go in a daze! In short, it's like singing "I left softly, just as I came gently;" I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to the clouds in the western world ... "Poet Xu Zhimo.
Maybe life is like a dream!
The passage of time, always inadvertently by you and me. When you and I really feel the flow of time, all of a sudden, I feel that God seems to have played a big joke on himself ~ ~ Secular desires, love and hate seem to be entangled in everything at this moment. The lost days leave regrets, and the rest of the days are always spent in regrets. ...
Maybe life is like a dream!
I always think about some problems before going to bed every night. Maybe I don't even know what I'm thinking. When you sleep at night, you often wake up suddenly and then you can't sleep. I carefully recall whether I had any dreams, sweet dreams, maybe nightmares or something, but I can't remember anything, just a blank.
Maybe life is like a dream!
The weather gradually eroded the devil, and the cool Xia Feng, which is the lotus flower to greet the fragrance, became restless. Looking around, the fields are green and it's time to harvest again in a few days. There are several harvest seasons in that field.
Maybe life is like a dream!