Ascendant

The sun sets in the west, and the orange-red afterglow shines on the earth. The breeze blew gently, and amidst the sound of hunting, the red flag was slowly swept up, like ripples on the water. At this time, autumn and winter have arrived, adding a bit of desolation between heaven and earth. A group of wild geese flew south in a neat formation. They flapped their wings and soared, as majestic as the resurgence of the sea. Each one is moving forward and finally embarks on this long journey. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.