Warcraft is an online game, a miracle that has not been surpassed so far, and it is also my hobby for 6 years.
When playing World of Warcraft is not for equipment or achievements, it has gradually penetrated into the blood and infiltrated into every breath.
I wrote down these bits and pieces at my desk, on my phone, and under the dim light before going to bed.
Not for flowers or applause, I hope it can evoke a little resonance from you:
Thinking of the first fish you caught, the first purple outfit, the first golden horse
I remember the cheers that rang out in vent or YY when I finally pushed to the boss after destroying the group countless times.
I feel a little melancholy when I think of my former friends who left the game for various reasons.