He took her hand and led her down the dune. Luo Xi finally looked back against the wind. The barren tomb stood alone on the sand dunes, as if no one had ever come to pay him a visit. The setting sun in the west shines far away between the barren yellow sand, and also shines on the bamboo frame that carries too many smoke-like past events, and finally returns to where it came from, just like the solitary smoke in the desert and the sunset over the long river that the woman who was buried here loved most.
The wind blowing by my ears suddenly became warm, like the gentle comfort of a friend. She thought of Xiao Feng again, her clear and unrestrained laughter, her sincere wishes for her and Pei Zhao, and the words she whispered softly when she heard the Juozhen song: "I really want to go back to Xizhou."
Now, her worries are over and everything is done. Xiaofeng may have been wandering in the boundless desert for a long time, and she, the flower destined to belong to the many houses in Shangjing, will eventually return to her own world after briefly seeing her old friend's world.
So she said: "Let's go, let's go home too -"
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It's the first half of Luo Xi's life and some of Pei Zhao and Luo Xi's thoughts about going to Xiao Feng's tomb. Look at the past from Luo Xi's perspective, and complete the story of Xiao Feng's death from Luo Xi's perspective. First published next door, move here.
Concept: Life is impermanent, like a light in the wind.