“A girl is so gorgeous like a beautiful flower. She could be you, or me. If she cannot be found in fairyland, she cannot be found anywhere.”
We are wandering between reality and unreality, are blurring our skin.
(The text is provided by the student)
「雲想衣裳花想容，如你如我卻朦朧。
若非群玉山頭見，哪兒哪兒不曾逢。」
（本文由學生提供）
