第二十一章 狗的崛起 (4 / 4)
        It‘sagraypce，I‘tseetheskyandtheground，I‘tseethedistance，I‘tseemyself，soIwalkwithignorance，Idon‘tknowhowlongIhavewalked，howfarIhavegoseemsthatIdon‘thaveanysciousness.

        Thereseemstobeabeamoflightbehiurnaroundsubsciouslyandlook.It‘satreebehiherearesomebluelightstripesoree.Thosestripesfsh.

        Iwalkedslowly，andthelightoreewasmoreandmht.Isaeaohebranches.Ireachedforit.WhenItouchedthepeach，Isawmyself.Thatwaswheoschool.

        Ridinga28‘sbike，andmybrothermaozitogetherafterschool，fastpedalingonthebike，therearesomepotholesintheroad，thebikepassesbyverybumpy，whatdoyouandmybrothersaytogether，happysmile，withthepotholesonthebackofthebag，bumpingontheback.

        IlooklikeI‘m14or15yearsold.Ishouldbeinjunihschool.I‘mshockedandIthinkofit!ThisisadreamIhadihirddayofmyjunioryear.It‘salwaysdarkinmydream.Iwenttoschoolwithmaoziaftersdsenthimhomefirst.

        Hisfamilylivedinasingleyardinthepasseation.Later，Icameoutandrodetomyhome.Itwasdarkasifitrainedagain.Thereweremanypuddlesontheground.Irodeandrodeallthetime，butIcouldbae.Later，whenIwastired，Iwaofindmaozi，soIsuddenlyrodetothepasseransportstatiogoofmyhandandrealizedthatIwasawake.

        Ilookedaroundatthespace.Thegraypceseemedtobefloatingwithgrayfog.Icouldhegroundundermyfeet，soIdidn‘tknowwhetherIwasstandingonthegroundorfloating.

        Infrontofmeisthepeachtree.Myhandhasjusttouchedapeach.Thatpeachisadreamofmychildhood.It‘saverystrangedream.Idon‘trememberitforalongtime，butwhenIjusttoucheditwithmyhand，Iwentintothatdreamagain.

        Atthattime，themoodandfeelinginthedreamcameback!

        WhereisthisWhatisthistreeWhydoyouehereHowyouhaveapeachtreewithyourdream!

        WhenIlookedup，thebluelightoreewasmoreandmht，andtherewerealotofpeachesonthebranch，butIcouldtouypeacheswithouttheinfluenceofheightandbranchposition.

        Ibelievethismustbeamiraclebelongingtome.Noonefindallthedreamshehasmadeinhislife.Idon‘tknowthemeaningofthisthing，becauseIdon‘tknowwhereitis，butIfindallthedreamshehasmade.Thisfeelingisreallyamazing!

        Ifeelthetrunkofthetree.Thetreeisverycold.Itfeelsreal.Thecoolfeelingispassedtothearmthroughthefihebarkisverysmooth，alittlelikemetal，withirregurdarkcolor.

        Isaaswrongwiththepositionoftherootofthetree.Ilookedcarefullyandfoundthat

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