vortex of memory

The sky was chaotic and yellow, the ground was flying with sand and rocks, and a huge tornado was blowing strongly from far to near. In an instant, fences and brooms flew all over the sky, and even a house swayed and finally rose up and was involved in the tornado. The girl is nervous, flustered, and at a loss, holding the puppy in her arms and talking indiscriminately. When looking up, outside the window, chickens and ducks flap their wings and quack and quack, horses walk calmly and calmly, and there are people riding bicycles ! "Ahaha..." What sound? Ride a broom? ? And witches? !
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I always have such a picture in my memory. It is very real but seems to be very ethereal. I once thought it was also one of my dreams, just like another dream that I remember clearly: a group of children playing in the fence that is being repaired, All of a sudden, they were all gone. Even though the walls had not been repaired, they couldn't find an exit.
I told a friend about it by chance, and she said she had the same impression. I was both happy and a little disappointed. The happy feeling was like accidentally finding a place full of flowers and she happened to know the general surprise. The loss was: Ah, it turns out that it It's not my dream. Later, I told this video to a very messy brother who likes all kinds of things. He told me that it was a clip from a movie called The Wizard of Oz. It turns out that it really exists. There is actually such a movie, but the floating, shaking, and unreal feeling is obviously a dream. I'm a little embarrassed to say that, they all say that there are thoughts in the day and dreams in the night. Maybe that unreal feeling really comes from a dream, but it's just a feeling of having a dream at night after watching a movie, but I never thought about it. It's really stupid to be obsessed with this for many years.
Recently, I had the opportunity to read The Wizard of Oz from the beginning, only to find that beyond the vortex in the depths of my memory, there was an unimaginable beautiful world, lanterns, flower houses, yellow bricks, forests, everywhere beautiful, everywhere wonderful, even The castle of the Eastern Witch is not so gloomy and sinister. Maybe he really grew up. The fairy tales in the eyes of adults are more or less lacking in the simplicity and innocence of children, but this does not affect the charm of Oz at all, and Children who are always children will love and fantasize about it.

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