Li Xiaozhi

Do you remember the bright morning sun kissing your cheek? Do you remember the sunset, the skirt swaying in the breeze? Do you remember the fragrance of flowers and plants, the fragrance of earth? Do you remember the cute kittens, loyal puppies and all kinds of creatures running for survival? When the great sun in the sky rotates, when it turns into pitch-black coke, when it is surrounded by blood, and then sheds dark red blood pollution. The bright early sun no longer kisses me, and the afterglow of the setting sun no longer flies. Flowers, grass, and soil have also lost their unique flavor. Cute pets, as well as animals that are constantly fighting for their lives, have turned into monsters... Distorted and stinking of corruption. A butcher with a pig's head, a goat's head sewn with hemp rope, an indescribable evil god, a little girl with twisted eight hands, and a strange man wearing an owl mask. All of this began to become bizarre, and it was ultimately inseparable from the dark sun. People tried to resist, tried to kill the god of the sun. But when they got there, the god was already dead. So who is the enemy, and how can the world survive? Thousands of years of conspiracy and thousands of years of resistance are all for a better tomorrow. Have you forgotten, have you forgotten the gentle residual heat of the rising sun? If not, please take my memory with you and experience the prosperity for me in the future that I cannot see. The dark sun is coming to devour and destroy the world, but the memory is still stirring unyieldingly. The breeze lifts the petals, carrying the truth of everything. You——smell the "fragrance of eternal memory"