An Lan had a dream. In the dream, "mother" smiled at him tenderly, stretched out her warm hand, gently pulled him, and walked side by side with him on the seaside. The sea breeze blew, An Lan lowered his eyes, and caught a glimpse of the little dormouse on her arm. It hung obediently on her clothes. As they walked, the sun was almost setting. In the pink glow, Wei Qin ran from a distance and hugged him tightly: "Don't be afraid, let's go home."
Intention: Fly freely! Juvenile!