Everything in the world has passed away, and there is no thought of me anymore. On the shore of these tens of thousands of years, everything is as chaotic as hemp. Before the colorful clothes are finished, you have left.
In one corner of the world, large dark clouds appeared in the reddish-brown sky, forming clusters like huge eyes, staring at the sunset.
It seems that everything in the world is seen through, but it is displayed vividly.