How Desolate is the World of Mortals with Love?
by Bian Yunfang
About This Novel
The snow has fallen and it is winter. I like the dusk in winter. At that time, the sun has just returned to the mountains, and the sky is burning with an orange-red sunset, which is melancholy, scattered, leisurely, profound and beautiful as an oil painting. The dark-colored mountains to the west turn into soft mountain lines, becoming increasingly blurry and distant. The dead branches form a beautiful pattern between the sky and the mountains. Occasionally, one or two birds fly by. The surroundings are quiet. If it snows, the mountains and the earth will be a different scene. The dusk at this time is comfortable, elegant, and poetically beautiful, making me feel a kind of sad sweetness and warmth. If there is a moon, when the sunset gradually dims, the moon will rise from the east, hanging like a jade plate on the sky, so beautiful that it is vast and lonely.
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