"I met a stranger. In my dream.
I piled up the appearance of my lover in my dream with my helpless thoughts. The web I spun failed to catch the dream, but it restricted myself. "
---"Medicine and stone have no cure"
"The white light shines like day.
She sat on the piano bench with her back to Qin, watching him quietly. He held the bass and turned down the microphone, waiting for the opening prompt to flash on the big screen behind him.
The audience has just adapted to the white light, and has just seen the two people illuminated by the light clearly.
I saw the two of them looking at each other and smiling.
Get up.
She took the bass from him and he took a seat at the piano. "
---"The West Wind Sweeps the Branches"
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A collection of short stories, recording dreams, enjoying beautiful love stories, and sharing my weird thoughts with you.
Purpose: Record the beauty of life, enjoy life, and look forward to the future