In my dream, I pursue the direction of light,
I pray for your coming,
The sunny streets were empty, but I heard smiles.
Until the paper crane flew into my dream,
surround me,
I ride on a thousand paper cranes, carrying your light, and fly out of the dream I am pursuing.
Wake up from the dream,
You looked into my eyes with a smile and told me that there was a treasure hidden not far away with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.
I listened to the distant wind and threw myself into your arms.
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A love story about everyday life.
[PS: Daily writing, love]
Concept: Youth and growth