He tried to open his eyes. It was still dark. He really opened his eyes and outer darkness; or never opened his eyes, but did you see the weight of the eyelids? I think you're open. Close quickly. He wanted to go back to the dream. The heart was so fast and felt the body's trembling. Maybe I woke up, he thought. The nights usually woke up abruptly, but often there were bad dreams. For the first time a beautiful dream was shaking. He was excited. She could not remember what you saw, she just remembered that the dream was beautiful, so beautiful. Oh, I wish I could sleep again, he saw the mysterious face that made him happy. A few minutes later he fell asleep. No, of course it was a dream.
She was cheerful when she woke up in the morning. She left the black skirt and shirt full and took the white and white coat and the dress mixed with soft passages. Today is a day that deserves colors. He still did not remember the dream.