I always thought that my family was poor and my parents sold vegetables. Every year, the second day of the first month is my birthday, and my parents will take me to a lake to watch firecrackers. At that time, I wondered why there were more firecrackers in the second grade than in the thirties. Until I grew up, I went to work on the construction site. One day when I was moving bricks, my dad actually drove a Range Rover to tell us what these workers do. I didn't know that this shopping mall was built by my father, and then several communities were all owned by my father. I had this dream last night.