This is a fan fiction written for Class 3, Grade 9 of a certain school in 2019.
Transformed into a dream fairy, overcoming thorns and thorns, rising into the mist and riding the wind, and finally saving the dream river.
Like the fragrance of white velvet in May, like the shining stars in Zhongyue, like the soft rain in Jiayue, like the fluttering butterfly orchid in Sophora moon...
"I am the only one who walks across the six seas without a lamp, and the smoke is half alive." Shuangxi gurgled, and he said calmly, stepping on a sailboat under his feet.
"The moon is full, the body is buried in the world and the heart is at home." Benmingjian, with Wangji Mountain standing behind her, she said calmly.
"Years are like arrows, and now I am lonely. I don't care if we meet each other or not." In Lihuayuan, he held the Keting flute in his hand and said silently.
"I would rather be a stranger in the world than compile a book of immortality." She looked back at Yan Xuqing on the Cherry Blossom Terrace and said resolutely.
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Guan Yingyu, Li Tanxuan, Qiao Keting, Shen Shangyan, Zhu Wendi, Shi Minglu, Lu Youtai, Yunmengze, Chang Songhan, Zuo Churuo, Ye Linglin, Jinuo Shi, Yin Yijian, Lin Shenming, Zhuang Tunan, Wan Lingyou, Zhang Muyao, Su Xiaoge, Meng Yimei, Lu Hexi, Wen Yanliu, Wang Yunqing...
In the past three years, fate has gathered and fate has dispersed. I write this long article in order to remember that the 22 people from Class 3, Grade 9, have been with me all the way.
And once again confessed to Class 3, Grade 9! Class three in nine years, forever!
Twenty-two dream immortals, no regrets in this life!