Xu Yunjin thought that his battlefield was a classroom full of words, scarlet scores and mountains of test papers, but the young man spun his thoughts into cocoons and forcibly advanced the painful growth period. The butterfly with fragile wings flew over the mountains, just to be faster and catch up with the golden rainy season.
This story is written for myself.
It all started with a ridiculous dream. People say that maybe a dream is when you briefly travel to a parallel world. Maybe, because this dream is too real.
When I woke up, tears were streaming down my face. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't return to my dream. So, with a glimmer of hope, I turned on my phone and searched for his name.
It's true, the same name, the same voice, but in this world, he doesn't seem to have this experience in the dream, and of course, he doesn't recognize me.
Then I decided to write it down.
I am not asking for anything from this article.
Please forgive me.
Purpose: Chasing dreams endlessly
