we are the Dreaming Society / Facing a white miracle





The miracle begins every Sunday morning. # Dreams are societies. We are dreams We call the small statue a miracle of one week. That time everyone is sleeping. Sunday morning at 7 o'clock. Nature awakens and miracles of the world come. The depth of an enlightenment as deep as the cold dawn wind is deep. It is a dream. If it was not a society, it would have dreamed in bed without being able to meet the miracle of this time. Maybe you've had a drink with your friends on Saturday. Maybe it was snowing on TV until late Saturday!


Every Sunday is an early morning dream. It is a reason why society is so precious. I changed all of my schedule to Saturday as well as Sunday. Very positive and constructive. Drinks should be avoided whenever possible, and be sure to go to bed before 11 o'clock. It's a dream I will have a healthy day to talk about dreams in society. It starts from the day before.


Today 's Sunday morning' s miracle came with a nice guest. It is called the white miracle of the winter ^^ When talking about the dream, the white eyes were beautiful in the outside world. As I share my dream with a happier heart, I have covered the world with white miracles. A cup of warm coffee, freshly baked sweet potatoes, and our heart to see the white world are truly filled with dreams. Today, I took a seat in the warm ondol in the cafe mountain in particular. With warm warmth coming up from the buttocks, everything is perfect in perfect circumstances.


Thank you and thank you. It is a miracle itself to face these moments. We are sharing our dreams with those who have dreams and we are talking about the future to be together. This is paradise. I do not want to go home slowly. It was good that the snow was coming when I was young. The snow falling from the sky seems to make all living things happy. We could not just sit down with our dreams. I went out like a child. It is a picture itself even if you take a picture and put it in a pose. Nature makes it so. Thank you.


One of my dreams is to visit # Santa Claus village in Finland. Every moment when the snow comes, I remember the dream. The scenery of Santa Claus village is very ecstatic with the background of Finland's nature. ^ That day when the dream becomes realization is just the imagination. It is a happily dream society. I feel grateful to be with you every moment.

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