Taibai once wrote: Life is like a dream, full of joy.
When the prosperity of this world came to an end and everyone left, Xiumin suddenly discovered that everything was just a big dream.
Rebirth? No. Time travel? Neither.
It's just a dream, a dream.
Since it is a dream, what is so strange about this dream? It's nothing special, just a romantic affair involving an infatuated man and a woman.
If that's the case, why bother describing it? Just because the people and events in this dream seem to be very emotional and sighing now, the author really can't bear to let them disappear, so I write them down.
When looking closely at the reasons for the creation of this book, only Mr. Qinxi can say: Sadness and joy are all the same as illusion, and a dream in ancient and modern times is completely absurd.
Purpose: Dreams are also life