Once you enter the red building, you feel as deep as the sea. In your dream, you don't know that you are a guest.
I don't know where the way forward is, and I don't know where the way back is.
Life is like a journey against the odds, and I am also a traveler.
It's a journey and it's life.
Only by operating well can we live up to this experience.
No matter high or low, no matter ups and downs, there is always love, hate, anger and ignorance, bitterness, sorrow and joy.
Some people say that choice is important. There are countless forks in life, and there is a different self at the end of each road.
Faced with difficulties, should we choose to grow upward or just lie down and fall into endless hell?
There are more than twelve hairpins in the Red Mansion, and it seems like many years have passed since one fell into a dream.
Dream of Red Mansions——
It's made of stone, it's made of purple jelly grass;
His, hers, his:
It's yours.
This dream within a dream belongs to Fourth Sister You and Zhao Erya;
It belongs to Aunt Xue and to Jia Silang;
It belongs to Mu Wanqing, to Miss Lin, and to Old Mrs. Sen;
It's mine.
Do you want to come and sit in my dreamland?
Purpose: Life is like a play, play yourself well