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What happens when human fireworks meet poetry and the distance? I once thought that life was full of poetry and distance without losing the fireworks of the world. So I treated life well, even though it always abused me. But life still failed to spare me. Life is truly a dream. "I only slept for three hours last night, but I had a dream. The dream was not very beautiful, even a little sad. When you wake up from the dream, everything is over. \