Every time I dream, I feel like I have traveled through time, but after I wake up, no matter how intense the emotions are, gloomy, sad, miserable, reluctant... They all recede like a tide, without any residue. Recalling the content of the dream is like looking at flowers through fog. Sure enough... It's just a dream, right? PS: One chapter is one world, so there is no problem of pitfalls:)
Intention:
Do you have any new dreams? It feels so exciting.