Silence lies at both ends of the horizon, trapped in the hustle and bustle of the world, but I don't know that under the scornful power of nature, the greed and anger of the world, and the wind and frost swords of the years, no matter how beautiful the face is, in the boundless time and space, it will quietly stay away from the silence of this world like fallen leaves from the branches. Wandering among mountains, rivers, ice fields, and national parks, with just one glance, everything seems to be innate. It has repeatedly appeared in childhood dreams. In a hurry, we missed the scenery. The sun still shines on the devastated earth, but the flowers begin to cry. The glass-like state of mind, like the water of time, floats all over the ground like scattered flower feathers.
Reader comments
The writing style of this book is very unique, the writing style is concise and poetic. It seems to be chatting with you, sharing the beauty and sadness of the dying paradise on earth. The descriptions in the book can make you feel the charm of nature and the ruthlessness of time. Recommended to friends who like to travel and think about life.
The writing style of this book is very unique, the writing style is concise and poetic. It seems to be chatting with you, sharing the beauty and sadness of the dying paradise on earth. The descriptions in the book can make you feel the charm of nature and the ruthlessness of time. Recommended to friends who like to travel and think about life.