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Gentle Rainy Night
In a quiet little village, there was a small house where a little boy named Tommy lived. Tommy loved rainy nights because the sound of the rain always made him feel particularly safe and comfortable. One evening, the sky suddenly turned gloomy, and dark clouds gathered. Before long, a light drizzle began to fall. Tommy lay in bed, listening to the sound of the rain outside, feeling very relaxed.
Raindrops gently tapped on the window, creating a pleasant sound, as if someone were softly humming a lullaby. Tommy closed his eyes, and a beautiful image appeared in his mind: raindrops falling in the garden, flowers opening their petals happily drinking the rainwater; raindrops falling into the stream, where fish joyfully leaped about.
Tommy seemed to hear the conversation between the raindrops and every friend in nature. The raindrops told the flowers that their colors had become more vibrant; they told the stream that its water flow had become clearer. Tommy felt that the whole world was becoming more beautiful in the rain.
At that moment, Tommy felt his body becoming light as a feather. He was surprised to find himself Mangmang floating out of the window and into the rain. He transformed into a little raindrop, dancing in the air with other raindrops.
Tommy and the other raindrops landed on the ground, merging into little streams flowing away. Tommy felt freer than he had ever been as he floated along the streams through forests and fields, witnessing many beautiful sights he had never seen before.
Eventually, Tommy arrived at the edge of a lake. The surface of the lake was as calm as a mirror, reflecting the moon and stars in the sky. Tommy lay quietly on the lake's surface, feeling very peaceful and content.
When Tommy woke up, he found himself still lying in his little bed, and the rain outside had stopped. He knew that his recent adventure was just a dream, but he felt very happy. He realized that every rainy night, he could embark on adventures with raindrops in his dreams.
Tommy closed his eyes again, listening to the occasional dripping of rain outside, and Mangmang drifted into sweet dreams. He knew that when he woke up tomorrow, it would be another fresh and beautiful day.
Sweet Dream Pillow
On a distant Dream Island, there was a very special pillow known as the Sweet Dream Pillow. This pillow had a soft velvet surface and was filled with a faint floral scent, capable of bringing sweet dreams to every child who slept on it.
In a small village lived a little girl named Amy. Sometimes Amy felt anxious and had trouble falling asleep at night. She had heard stories about the Sweet Dream Pillow and wished to have one so she could sleep soundly every night.
One night, while Amy was tossing and turning in bed, a gentle fairy appeared by her window. The fairy said, "Amy, I have heard your wish; I will bring you the Sweet Dream Pillow from Dream Island."
The fairy waved her wand gently, and suddenly the Sweet Dream Pillow appeared on Amy's bed. Amy touched the pillow; it was so soft and warm that she couldn't help but rest her head on it.
Suddenly, Amy felt herself surrounded by a warm energy. She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she found herself lying on a grassy field filled with colorful flowers. The sun shone warmly upon her while a gentle breeze brushed against her face.
In this magical meadow, Amy met some new friends: a talking rabbit, a dancing bear, and a smiling little fox. They played together and laughed together; Amy felt an unprecedented joy.
As night fell, Amy and her new friends gathered around a campfire listening to the fairy tell stories about Dream Island. Amy felt very relaxed as she leaned against the Sweet Dream Pillow and gradually drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, Amy woke up to find herself lying in her own bed. She remembered her wonderful dream from last night and felt rejuvenated. From that day on, no matter what troubles Amy faced, as long as she rested her head on the Sweet Dream Pillow, she would always enter beautiful dreams and get the best rest possible.
Amy knew that the Sweet Dream Pillow was not just a pillow; it was a gift from Dream Island, a token of care from the Fairy. Every night, Amy would gratefully say to the pillow, "Good night, Sweet Dream Pillow, thank you for the beautiful dreams."
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