Tell me about a seemingly funny but warm dream you had when you were a child.

I had a dream when I was a child, and I remember it clearly. I should be six or seven years old. I dream of having a cabin in the forest. Then I collected good crops in autumn, preserved pheasants and deer from hunting, and collected a lot of firewood. When winter came and the snow kept falling, I cooked in the hut alone. . I remember that at that time, I had to design this dream every night before going to bed, and I have been perfecting it. I thought about rice and flour today, oil and meat tomorrow, and fell asleep thinking about it. It is really strange to think about this dream now, because I am the only one in the whole dream, and I just want to eat. As if hoping that winter would never end. It's really weird.