On a hot summer afternoon, have a shallow dream. As I walked through a heart-shaped thicket, the voices of people in my ears gradually slowed down, as if time never moved forward. Walking into a dizzying ocean of plants, lush and lush. The smell of plants floats in the air, as if waving your arms vigorously can float above the forest.
Dream Forest
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