Butterflies in dreams

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Life is originally a journey; everyone travels on a one-way trip and cannot go back and forth. You fly here, with invisible wings, drifting along. The blue sky is your home; it has no limits, its expanse is as vast as the ocean and impossible to measure. The flow of air serves as the nourishment that allows you to drift along with it. You may settle in bustling cities, absorbing the rhythm of urban life. The fast-paced activities of office workers are dazzling; there’s no time to catch one’s breath or reflect. You’re then drawn by the horns of luxury Buicks and the imposing presence of wealthy people, while also being choked by the exhaust fumes and dust raised by them. Or stay in the bustling markets, seeking a place where people can release the fatigue in their hearts; rock music and lively dances serve as ways to relieve physical exhaustion. Wine and coffee add to the elegant atmosphere, with faces filled with a sweet expression of love, and wisps of smoke emerging from mouths – what a leisurely and pretentious style! So, you chose a quiet valley; you flew here, with your gentle wings, drifting along. On that high white tower mountain, there is a place where you can take shelter. On the long mountain ranges, there are traces of you and your friends as you climb over the hills; the sweat of fatigue is replaced by joy and anxiety. That fleeting moment captured in a quick shot is a microcosm of friendship and affection. On those endless Orchid Mountains, there is your figure resting with wings fluttering; the sweat that results from exhaustion is an expression of the worries and loneliness in your heart. The bright moon rises in the sky, as if playing the beautiful song \"Gazing at the Moon\" sung by singer Liu Xiao for you; you dance gracefully, looking so elegant! It seems that love, hate, and emotions in this world have nothing to do with you! Don’t you interact with the world at all? Don’t those clear and blurred shadows you leave after sucking on the peach blossoms tempt others as well? Won’t it attract phoenixes and butterflies? Are you the water lilies floating on the lake? Are you the innocent boys and girls on campus? I don’t know; I just know you can play wildly! You can face life with a smile! You—with your graceful dancing style—you captured the heart of that nameless flower, and so it became your fan—foolish and ignorant, for its understanding of you is nothing but emptiness! It’s understanding too late! It’s tardy tenderness! I can only sing that helpless song, “Can’t Guess”. Guess how strong the power in your wings is, what the spots on your wings are adorning, and whether your delicate antennae are smelling for food or determining the direction in which to move Alas! 1 universe, 9 major planets, 204 **, 809 islands, 7 oceans. I’m so lucky to have met you, but I can’t expect everyone to understand you, because you can remain silent, regardless of my anxiety ； You don’t have to reply; just ignore my anxiety ； You can call my concern the reason that bothers you ； You can throw my thoughts aside in a corner and disregard them. You can smile at other people, you can give them hugs, you can be kind to the whole world, but you forget about my constant sadness. You’re just taking advantage of the fact that I like you, and that’s the only reason I become humble.