The plain forest is woven with smoke in the desert, and the cold mountain area is sad and green. It's dark when you enter a high-rise building, and there are people upstairs who are worried.
The king's steps stand in the air, and the old bird returns home in a hurry. Where is the return journey, the long pavilion is shorter.
The ending is clear from the beginning of the chessboard, so why do the two of them still want to move on?
In the long life, where is the return journey for you and me?
Always a passer-by, or suddenly looking back
unknown