In my dream, there was a steep hill covered with trees of different shapes and sizes. Amongst them, I saw a beautiful golden tree and I wanted to climb it but I was uncertain about the journey. As I climbed higher, I was able to see the whole landscape. On the top of the hill, there was a beautiful lake. It was dark blue in color. It was the most beautiful lake I had ever seen. There were white birds in the lake. Their feathers were white, and they were flying in all directions.