Morning dream Chen Meng_3000字

　　In the morning, I walked the road, walking in a dream of me Do not know me, will I forget the people can not see me once, I still silently in the middle of his door Dawn is not Hei, cool breeze blowing, a person who gets up early in the morning on my side hurried, youth running, walking the aunt, high school students, to clean the streets of sanitation workers, as soon as possible to sell the aunt Red brick several weathered, after repair, book slogans, wrote advertising, ground cement, a black paint brush, and finally all is overshadowed by years of dust, the mark is blurred, wind and rain then expose it peeled off one layer at a time, a piece of complex formation In this row upon row of tall buildings behind it is lonely and helpless, unique, Fengqing thin clouds, misty Xi Hu, let my eyes a bright at the same time also let me know it is a story This is where I grew up, it carries my childhood, when I was a child I just stare at the common yard, but I chose to see something new and fun, it gives me rich imagination from which; when I was a child if the wronged, the best way is to come back here in my little bed a good sleep what troubles are forgotten, it gives me a solid shield wall; I here learned a lot of knowledge, it gives me the ideal wings; in my failure encountered setbacks I will be here to pick up, is it gives me new hope Although leave there for many years, many things have been forgotten, but it has never faded, it still kept in my heart the most soft place, bearing my most beautiful memories

　　In the face of the long dream I finally woke up, went to it came near and reached out to touch it, has a fast cold brand segment in our midst, "in front of the construction, please do not close As I walked past, I went to the door, the door across the two worlds, for a long time, and the door that I had never known

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