
The Beginning of Dreams and Thoughts
About This Novel
Teachers in school often say, "There is a road to the mountain of books and hard work is the path, and there is no limit to the sea of learning and hard work is the boat." In the thousands of days and nights I lived with my grandparents, what I saw was hard work and the most sincere and pure love that was engraved in my heart. The flowers of dreams grow towards the sun and fully bloom under the scorching sun. No one wants to be left behind in the field of hope, and moving forward is not just today or tomorrow, or maybe it is all nothingness and stubbornness, but it doesn't matter. Time is never the opponent of memory, but the hourglass of memories. Every moment and minute that passes is eternity. The results that we have been expecting so much, let it be completely realized in a different way this time!
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