The boy gazed blankly at the scenery before turning to walk up an old staircase leading to his room. Spotting a discarded toy on the ground, he picked it up and set it down again without expression. Pushing open the door and entering the room, he carelessly tossed aside his clothes and shoes before burrowing into the covers. Yet he could not fall asleep peacefully—outside the window, the howling wind mingled with strange bird calls, frightening him into clutching the blanket tightly. 　　In his dream, the boy stepped into another, completely different world—vibrant and warm. Flowers sprouted from his dirty, worn-out shoes, and he wandered through this beautiful new world, both nervous and delighted, following the dazzling light that streamed into the room. Wide-eyed, he examined all sorts of marvelous things. But when dawn broke and he awoke, the boy realized that what shone into his room was merely an ordinary beam of sunlight.