I used to want to know where the rainbow came from. Every time after it rained, I would chase the rainbow and keep chasing it. . . Only now do I realize how naive and stupid I was at that time. When we were young, the teacher taught us to have dreams. I want to ask the teacher what is a dream? The scientist? Doctor? Or a revolutionary pioneer? Then why do you want to block content about revolution? Why do you want to let your dreams be shattered like this? At that time, the teacher asked me what my dream was. My dream was to run to the other side of the rainbow, but my classmates and teachers were all laughing at me. Call you naive, call you stupid and naive. Then I want to ask teachers and students, what is a dream? Your dream is to make you a rich man but not a plumber? But all I can do is haha! Why are the children you teach so vain?
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
