It is not a preface

It seems that I have forgotten, it turns out that I still have such imagination when I am frivolous, maybe this is just Nanke's dream, maybe this is just the language of fools, maybe this is just the best testimony of my youth.

It turns out that they once existed in my world. At least, he existed......

I use my fifteen-year-old dream to weave into a twenty-eight-year-old story, and use this one that I created but once existed in real life, to pay tribute to my lost youth. Maybe everyone has their own youth, yours, mine, his. The colors are different, but they are the same, colorful and colorful. Because we belong to this world, to this era, to ourselves.

No matter where you are, no matter where you are, I only hope that you will be kind to my ignorant words with a tolerant heart. Listen patiently to his story, my story, and my dream that I didn't grow up with......

Thank you!

Light breeze in 2017

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