He said he was hers, but in the end it was just a dream of prosperity.
When I was young, my childhood sweetheart was pure and innocent, but in the end, it was just a mirror image, with only the prosperity in my eyes.
He said that he would stay with her until the sky fell apart, and the water and rocks fell apart. She said that she would wash her hands, make soup, and raise children for him, but in the end, all that was left was just a piece of paper.
Is it Zhuang Sheng's dream of a butterfly or is he clinging to reality? Is this an unswerving ambition or is it just a dream?