I couldn't read it all at once. It's Helena's story, and it's like mine, but Helena had a happy ending, and mine had a tragic ending.
Well, I admit, I'm not a brave boy.
Neither she nor I understood what real life was and what an ugly mask was at first.
Maybe the happy life of the clowns she thinks is a cruel virtual, maybe the unbridled smile that I think is the mask of cruelty.
In fact, we are all wrong. In fact, all we yearn and obsess about is our own castle.
We do not have the ability to cope with real life.
Then, such a child hurts a loved one.
If I were her, I wouldn't be so brave to run through my dreams. Since it is a dream, then shrink in a small corner and wait for the dream to wake up. If I were her, I wouldn't trust someone so easily. Since it's a dream, then he's a vain existence, just wait for him to disappear.
Fortunately, I am not her, she can move forward bravely, she can never give up.
She can tell the princess outside the window what is good and what is bad. She will worry about her father and panic because she mistakenly thinks such a princess is her daughter.
She can forgive her friend, even if that person makes an unforgivable mistake.
She can look directly at the Dark Queen and expose her disguise naked.
Such bravery, I really do not have.
It hurts to be cowardly.
Then she grew up and everything went back to normal.
Behold, the world favors brave children, happy health, and longing for love.
It's just me, still trapped in my own castle, unable to extricate myself, when can I be brave and when can I be kind.
I'm sorry, I don't deserve to grow up
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