The ancients watched me play the Starry Sky Railway

"From this point on, the brother and sister's ideas began to diverge... The robin focused on reality, while Sunday believed that this beautiful dream was just a dream."

"But on Sunday, no matter how beautiful the dream is, it is just a dream after all."

"It is not the 'beauty' of reality, it is ultimately nothing."

Tao Yuanming recalled what he had seen and heard while looking at the sky during this period.

Yes, this dream of Pinocchio was very beautiful.

But this dream does not belong to everyone.

It requires people to spend huge amounts of money to enter it for a short period of time.

Those wealthy merchants and nobles are fine.

But what about those ordinary people?

Countless ordinary people sell all their property just for that moment of joy.

But what happens after that?

After the joy, people still have to face the cold reality in the end.

It’s just like when Tao Yuanming wrote the "Peach Blossom Spring", he wished so much that there really was such a refuge far away from the world and war.

When he wrote that article, he had such great aspirations in his heart.

But after finishing the book, he still has to face reality.

The Hu people were still wreaking havoc in the north, the world was in turmoil, and men and women were equally likely to sit at every table, with not a single change...

If dreaming could change reality, then this world would have long been the "Peach Blossom Spring" of his dreams.

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"…" The robin remained silent for a moment. "Perhaps that gentleman was just a special case. Before drawing any conclusions, I think it would be better to see it with my own eyes in a dream, just like I did at Liumengjiao."

"Well, seeing is believing. I'll go with you. The Dream Master hasn't arrived yet, so we still have time to look around." Sunday said gently.

"The two walked hand in hand. As they passed a shop, a very happy-looking female customer came forward to greet them."

"Ms. Mockingbird! We meet again. Are the preparations for the Harmony Festival going well? We're all looking forward to it."

"It went very smoothly," the robin lied softly. "Thank you for traveling so far to attend the Harmony Festival."

"Haha, Miss Mockingbird, you're so kind. How can it be so tiring to party day and night with guests from all over the universe?"

"I hate loneliness and can't stand a boring life, and this dreamland full of fun is just right for me."

"The female guests seemed very happy."

“But the robin asked, ‘If things went on like this forever…would you get tired of it?’”

"Of course not!" the female guest quickly shook her head. "Who wouldn't want too much fun? Wearing beautiful clothes every day, experiencing all sorts of dream bubbles at will, eating whatever I want without gaining weight, getting sick, or aging... As long as I can afford the room, this is the perfect paradise!"

Mockingbird: "But... you should also know that there are very few things you can bring back to reality from dreams."

"So I won't take it back!" the female guest said matter-of-factly. "Enjoying it in my dreams is enough. I'm not immortal. My life span is only sixty or seventy years, and there are too many things to consider... It's not easy to live a happy life."

"She had already decided that reality was a dull, boring, and rubbish game. In comparison, this beautiful dream was the real reality for her...as long as she had enough money!"

"…I understand," the robin said softly, "and I sincerely wish you happiness."

"I wish Miss Mockingbird a great performance! I'm off to the Blues Hour for a dance. See you later." The female guest waved goodbye and left.

"It seems that this dream is indeed wonderful." Liu Ju showed some yearning.

If possible, he would also like to play in his dreams.

"What is wonderful is not dreams, but money and power!" Liu Che said it well:

"If you have no power and no money, you'll be just like those dream chasers, selling all your property to make money in Pinocchio. Otherwise, you'll only stay for a few days before being kicked out."

“Only if you have enough money can you enjoy the beauty of Pinocchio for a long time. Only if you have enough power can you have enough money.”

"But...if you have money and power, you can have a good life anywhere."

Liu Che, who was already somewhat old, was somewhat dissatisfied with what Crown Prince Liu Ju had just said.

Looking at the problem superficially, you fail to see what is really important.

"Your Majesty is right." Liu Ju did not argue and admitted his mistake directly.

After Liu Che's expression improved, Liu Ju said, "What if Pinocchio sends you an invitation one day, and you don't want to go? Can I go?"

Liu Che: “…”

That brings me back to the point.

He is rich and powerful, so what's wrong with enjoying himself in his dreams?

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"Looking at the happy steps of the female guest as she left, the robin just sighed: "Ah..."

"Sunday: "It seems that the guest's words just now did not satisfy you."

"No, she has a point. I can sense that she is truly happy. But..." Robin hesitated, not knowing how to describe it.

"Sunday spoke for her, saying, 'You're trying to say... she thought she was the master of her own life, but she had simply abandoned reality and escaped into a dream. Once she lost her shelter, her true form would instantly reveal itself.'"

"Hmm." Mockingbird nodded. "After all, she did mention 'room fee'... didn't she?"

"As a member of the Pinocchio family, she knows better than anyone how high the price of entering this dream is."

“But the paradise we envision shouldn’t have an end,” Sunday said.

"As long as this dream has taken shape, if we keep moving forward step by step, we will eventually achieve our wish."

"The paradise we envision shouldn't just be a fleeting dream." The robin always insisted on his point of view.

"Since they can't reach a consensus, the two siblings will continue to wander in their dreams."

"Soon, the two siblings saw an old man standing by the bridge, looking at the scenery alone."

The robin approached and started a conversation: "This dreamland is truly beautiful, isn't it?"

"Oh?" The old man seemed surprised to hear someone talking to him. He paused for a moment before turning around.

"When he saw who was talking to him, he was even more stunned."

"It's Miss Mockingbird... What an honor."

"You're right. Although time doesn't flow in dreams, it's always new to watch... I always have new feelings every time."

"A thoughtful philosopher, I hope I am not disturbing you," said the robin politely.