Tales of a Floating Dream

This book will be written more slowly, because writing it is like starting from scratch, bringing out the memories of a long, long, long, long time ago. From acquaintance with strangers to true familiarity, the flow of different people and different hearts finally made up a perfect circle, teaching each other that you have infinite possibilities, and the most important thing between us is the confidence to give each other. We may not be perfect, but we can do it, both in word and deed. What are words and deeds, you ask? Ah, that's it... "Actions speak before words, and we all know how to do it ourselves." Memories of the past are like passing through memories in one stroke. As I think about them, I realize that things have moved forward in time. People recall the words that popped up one day, which are familiar and lingering, but when they pursue the memory and think about it, it becomes hazy again. Reliving old dreams, everything is full and empty. It's really hard to recall, but I can't control my consciousness. Maybe the mood will suddenly rise one day in the future, but when I think about it today, it still makes me feel tired.