.Isthismyuncle'sdreamseed?Suddenlyinmymind，cheerleadingsun，cheerleadingsun，cheerleadingsunWhatthehell?
Howtodowiththisthing?Iplayedwithit.It'snotsoileither.Therewasasoundonthegroundjustnow.Isitpossibletopassthestonenexttimeyoulookforyouruncle?Doyouwanttotryit?
Itookabiteofthecoreanditwashardtobite.Howtouseit?Ididn'texpectthatthedreamfruitwasthedoortothedreammemory.Accordingtomyuncle'sdreamfruit，aslongastheotherpersonissleeping，Icanfindhiminhisdreamthroughhisdreamfruit.
Andthedreamtreeallowsmetoparticipateinhisdreamfromtheperspectiveofthesecondpersonintheotherperson'sdream，soinhisdream，Iamalsothecharacterinthedream.
Now，canIusethefruitofthedreamtreetofindthepersonIwanttofindandshuttleineachother'sdreams!
ThisButisitreallythecase?Thismustbetrue，orourfamilywillhangup!
NowthatIhavefoundmyuncle'sthigh，Ihavetoholdittight.Butwillhewakeupandforgetthedream?Andnowthathe'sawake，Ican'tfindhimanymore.
Itookthestoneleftbyhimandlookedleftandright.Ididn'thaveaclue.ItwasthefirsttimeIwassuchapowerfulcharacter.Ididn'thaveexperience.Icamehereforthefirsttime，andIalsoatethefruitofdreamforthefirsttime.
Ifheforgetstosleep，Ihavebeenbusyforalongtime，orthereisnoambushofXuShao，hemustthinkit'sjustadream.
Inmyheart，althoughthereisasurpriseforthedreamplace，thereisalsothefirsttimethatIhavenoexperience.Besides，thisisnotamovieoranovel.Mylifeisreallyhere.Mymotherandsisterarewaitingformyhelp.
Butit'salsostrange.There'snomemoryofmyuncleinmyconsciousness.Ihaven'theardfrommymotherorsister.IfIdidn'tcomehereandseethedreamfruit，Ididn'tknowthatmymotherhadsuchapowerfulbrother.
Uncle，myuncle，donotforgetwhenyouwakeup!
I'dliketolookforitagain.Maybethereisasecondauntwhoisaconcubineinthepalace.Iturnaroundtolookforfruitunderthetree.
Ittookmealongtimetounderstandmysister'sdifficultiesinchoosingeggs.Theywereallthesamesizeandappearance.Icouldn'tseeanydifference，soIhadtotouchonealongwithfate.
...Nothinghappened!Why?
Igrabbedithardagain，orIdidn'tgetintothememoryofthefruit.Why?Isthisthesameasmymindandbody，whichareoftendisconnected?
Limitednumberoftimes?Mymindisdead.Can'tIturniton?Itookaquicklookatthestoneinmyhand.It'snotaproblem.Idroppeditonthegroundandtriedagain，buttherewasnoresponse.
Iwasstunnedunderthetree.Ididn'tknowhowtodealwiththissituationforawhile.Thesurprisejustnowwasgone.
Ilookedattheundergroundstoneandpickeditup.Wouldyouliketogototheoppositesideandtryagain?
IleaneddowntolookatthemirrorandconcentrateNomovement，nodizziness，what'sthematter?Can'tgetthrough?
I'vetrieddozensoftimes.I'mgoingtoblowmyheadupornot.
It'salwayslikethis.It'sabitsurprisingandthenitfallsfromthesky.Ihaven'thadtimetofigureitout
AfterIshouted，therewaslightningandthunderonit.Atlast，therewasatree.Itwasmyuncle'stree
Ican'tseehowhighitis.Ofcourse，Idon'tknowwhatitis.NowIfeelthatI'minreality.Mylifeisreallysimpleandsimple.WhereIamnowisbeyondmyknowledgeandunderstandingability.
What'sthesituationofthetreegrowingfromabove?Fortunately，Iknowthatitshouldbemyuncle'sseed，andthatthelightningisjustonmyhead，thesurgingenergyandthehairsstillstandingonmybody，remindingmethatIjustmightbedirectlysplitbythunder
Thereisabuzzintheear，andtheheadisalittledizzy.IguessIhavelostmyhearingtemporarily.
Thattreejustgrewoutofnowhere.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.
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