My Favorite Dream
I was sitting on a swing, watching the sunset slowly falling.The autumn leaves fall down, I with its voice to sing.And then night fell，I came back my house.In the house, I heard my favorite symphony.I entered the house that I followed the pace of music.At this moment，someone knocked at my door. I opened the door and saw a familiar face. But I have to face the tears. He said his name, but I was not impressed. I went back to the 'I don't know you', and then closed the door.Then continue to listen to the music.When the music is over, I suddenly think of that person.I know I want to find him，but I cannot to find out.Because I was weak up.