It was a rainy day. The farmers shouted “Go home, quickly, go home!” But a single boy stood still and did nothing. He just stood there, looking at the farmers with a smile. One farmer didn’t understand why the boy wasn’t searching for a shelter to keep himself dry from the rain, so he asked the boy: “Hey! Child, go home. Your parents will worry about you.” But the boy just shrugged his shoulders.

The rain became heavier, but the boy still stood in the rain. It was not long before the water flooded the fields. At that moment, the boy went to the faucet to open it. Suddenly, the water pushed out like a tsunami. Soon the wheat fields were flooded and the wheat crops withered. Looking at this, the boy laughed. When the farmers saw this, they became very angry.

At that very second I opened my eyes. I suddenly found that it had been a dream. It was strange as I live in South China where I have never seen wheat. Crops usually grow in the north. Why was wchih wheat growing in the south? This dream was really bizarre!