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She has a world, a world of her own; in that world it is either extremely quiet or full of passion; in that world there are scorching sun, rain, snow, wind and frost; in that world rhapsody and comfort coexist; there is an ocean of music. If he hadn't invaded her world, she would have lived in selfishness throughout her life, treasuring that world and enjoying it alone without showing it to others; her own heart would have been hidden in a kingdom built for that world, and she would have closed herself off and gradually disconnected from the big, warm world outside under the sun.

All dreams are connected to reality; some dreams are desires in one's heart, some dreams are fears in one's heart, some dreams are one's simple fantasies, and some people's dreams are memories, fragmented memories; no one knows what is hidden deep in the memory.