It's not an accident that I met you when I was young.
There is a building in my dream with an unknown number of floors. Apart from it, the surroundings are dark. I am very scared, so I like to stay inside and read. It is safe there. I loved it so much that I was reluctant to come out of it, but I had to.
Later I met a little sun, and I no longer relied on that building.
I found that buildings hurt the sun, and I began to hate them.
I'm trying not to dream.
The building is getting shorter and shorter.
The building is gone.
I don't need a building anymore.
Feng Lin/Zhang San
(Many of the diseases in this article are made up, so don't take them seriously)
Concept: Youth Campus
