He had a dream, a long, long dream.
He dreamed about his past and future with her...
When I woke up again, the world in my eyes was a little different.
He saw under the sycamore tree at the entrance of his hometown village, his neighbor's grandma, who had been dead for many years, was leaning on a cane, waiting for her husband who had not returned home after more than 40 years of war.
He saw the Tiananmen Square, with the national flag fluttering in the wind. There were densely packed soldiers in military uniforms and ragged workers and peasants standing on the square, all looking up at the red flag fluttering in the wind, saluting from a distance, witnessing this great moment...
When he woke up, he felt very dazed.
In front of him is the girl he has loved all his life,
Following the trajectory of the dream, they grew up little by little, fell in love, accompanied each other, and...
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