Lu Xiaoyi has loved dreaming since he was a child, one dream every day, never the same one again, and he forgets everything when he wakes up. However, there is always a flying horse in the dream, with a white body and snowy wings. The more I see it, the more I will be impressed. It seems that she has traveled through many lands, but the horse has been hovering above her head that day, waiting to fly to the sky when the sunset meets the night.
That is the miracle in the life of a middle school girl.
Intention: What is a lifetime?