In the past, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, a lifelike butterfly. He said that he was suitable for his ambition and did not know Zhou. Suddenly I feel like I'm in a state of confusion. I don't know that Zhou's dream is Butterfly Yu, and the butterfly's dream is Zhou Yu?
Xiaofeng, a young man who likes to dream, is constantly struggling on the edge between reality and dreams. However, Zhuang Sheng dreamed of butterflies, is reality real or is the dream real? If reality is true, how should we let go of those loves and hates? If dreams are true, how should we let go of those joys and sorrows? If you are born in a fantasy of nothingness, should you learn to climb up ruthlessly or should you indulge in a gentle dream?
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However, regardless of dream or reality, that girl is always as untouchable as a mirror.
How wonderful it would be if all this was a dream!