Soar Against the Light

I am still soaring in the bottomless darkness, with some colors revealed behind it, thinking about the other side of the legend. A pair of wings spread out between heaven and earth, the lonely soul faced the world bravely, the flowing red sun sank into the deep sea, and bloomed into a beautiful "daisy". When I was flying alone against the light, my small shadow was clearly visible, the flowing warmth was submerged into the loess, and my cry of "Holy" went unanswered. Death follows the wind, and the ink is like floating dust. The unfair life blooms beautiful flowers, and the small heirs have the poison of dedicated love. After all the mourning flowers fell, I finally found my lost heart. On the journey I had been on in the past, my small wish was my final destination. Then I died, my body was buried in the earth, and my resting soul once soared in the sky. I never cried out in pain in my life. Why am I so persistent? Look at the present, our era, and the future. The flowers are blooming so prosperously. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.