justgrewoutofnowhere.Isawthatthebranchesandleaveswerestillstretchingout.Itwashorribletowatch.

    Ijuststareatthistreegrowingsolong.Idon'tknowhowlongit'sgrowingslowly.Iapproachitlittlebylittle，reachoutandtouchtheleavesatthetopofthetree.There'snobigreaction，justthefeelingofordinaryplants.

    Ileanedovermynoseandsmelledasmellofplants，butI'mnotabotanist.Idon'tknowwhatkindofsmellandplantspeciesitis.

    Thewholetreeisinthewhitefog.It'snotasclearasmydreamtree.WhatIcanseeisthecrown.Istepbackadozenstepsandlookup.

    Wheredoesthetreegrow?Itmusthaveroots.Therootsmustgrowinthesoil.Isitsaidthatthesoillayerisabove?Butonlyinthecloudscanlightningbegenerated.

    Let'ssmoothit.Thewhitefogassumesthatit'sacloud.Thetreegrowsontheground.Justnowthecloudproducesthunderandlightning.Thenthetreegrowsoutoftheground，andIwalkheaddownintheskyThis...Idon'tthinkIdrinktoomuch.

    Howhighistheearthandthesky?Ihaven'tseenatreegrowingintotheclouds.It'snotaDanishfairytale.

    Myheadisdizzy.Factsaretheonlycriteriontotestthetruth.Wouldyoulikemetoclimbupandhavealook?Ialwaysfeelthatthistreeislikeanindependentspace，andmydreamtreeistotallytwoenvironments.

    AlthoughIenteredintomydreamworld，whichisnotacommondreamofordinarypeople，butatbest，it'sjustthedifferenceofthetimes.Wedon'tusemobilephonesandcomputerslikemodernpeople.Ourfamilyisonlygoodatartsandmartialarts.

    ButIcangetintothedog'sbody.Idon'tthinkit'sthecurrentsituationhere.It'snoteasyformetowalkintheskyorinthesky.

    Myheadisfullofwool.Iwanttoclimbupthetreecrowntohavealook.

    WhenIwasachild，Iclimbedtrees.Theforksandbrancheswereallhorizontalandupward.Icouldusemyfeetorhandstohelpme.

    Butthelongtreeisupsidedown.Thebranchesareallslantingdownward，andthebranchesinthecrownareveryelastic.Whenyougraspit，youwillbenddown.Youcan'tborrowanyforceatall

    Nowit'ssoinlinewiththelawsofphysics!

    Pulledatreeleaf，Ididnotclimbup，thecrownisbald.

    Anyway，I'vewalkedbackandforthonce，andIknowhowtogetin.Let'sthinkaboutitslowly.Asfortheproblemthatthedreamfruitcan'tbeopened，Idon'thavetoworryaboutit.It'sbeyondmyimaginationtomeetmyuncle.Let'sgobacktoseemymotherandsisterfirst.

    IgobacktothetreeofdreamsandfeelthefruitofdreamswithoutdyingAlas.

    Lookingdownatthemirrorfloorforalongtime，Istillcan'tgetinandchangeit.

    Now，howtogetout?Ijustwokeupwhenmymothertoldme.HowlonghaveIbeenhere?Whydon'tmymothercomeandhavealook.I'msittingunderthetreewithmyheadrestingonthetrunk，wait!

    Ifellasleepinadaze.Suddenly，Ifeltinsecureinmyheart.Ishouldnotsleep.Whatotherimportantthingsarewaitingformetodo?It'sfamilyaffairs.What'sthematter?Don'tfallasleep.Iopenedmyeyesforamoment.

    Mom，Imadeasubconsciouscall，waitingformyselftobarktwice，toremindmymom，momThevoiceisclearandfamiliar.

    Hey!

    Mom，I'mafraidI'vehearditwrongandcalledagain.It'slikesomeonekickedabasinorsomethingoutside.It'sjinglingandechoing.

    Then，madam，theyoungmasterwokeupthefamiliarvoiceofZhongBoandcriedoutinpanicandjoy.

    Thedoorofthehouseispushedopen.ZhongBo'sfamiliaroldfaceappearsatthedoor.Youwakeupagain，youngmaster.Hecallsmewithredfaceandsurprise

    Whatdoyoumeanwakeupagain

    He'sright.Ihaven'tbeenunconscioustwice.

    Energetically，mymother'svoicecamefromthedoor.Zhongbohurriedlygotoutofthewaytoletmymotherin.I'malsoveryhappy.I'mbackinenergetically.Icanhelpmyfamily.I'mlookingforwardtoseeingthenewsfrommyuncle.

    Isthereanythinguncomfortable?Mymothertouchedmyhead，tookmypulsegateagain，lookedatmyfacecarefully，andfinallyshowedasmile.

    Mom，Icried，lookingatmymother'shaggardfaceandbloodshoteyes，noseacid.

    Madam，theyoungmastermustbehungry.I'llgethimsomeporridgetodrink.TheoldfaceofZhongBoissmilingandturningintosunflowers.

    Myheartissowarm.Althoughtherearemanydangersandbigtroubles，it'sgoodaslongasmyfamilyissafetogether.

    Exceptagainsttheenemy