A dream so real that it hurts
This comes from a dream I had. In the dream, the background was the somewhat yellowed old Shanghai beach. The cool heroine was wearing a white cheongsam, beautiful and melancholy. A few intermittent fragments and a few simple dialogues are pieced together into a poignant love dream. It turns out that the so-called love is just a fantasy that cannot withstand the torture of reality after all.
When I saw her last tear, I was awakened, so heartbroken, so sad, so real. In the dream, I was like that piece of phoenix white jade, witnessing the fall of this love dream. I finally discovered that reality is much crueler than I imagined. ——Early works, short and tragic essays, don't read if you don't like them
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