Deep in the barren desert wilderness, an ancient city forgotten by history slowly comes back to life before my eyes. I long for its past, peering into the secrets hidden in its deep-set wrinkles. But what does it mean to a hurried passerby like me, weary-faced and dazed from sunburn? The ancient city of Jiaohe stands alone, peerless. For thousands of years it has never spoken, holding profound mysteries between its lips like an old melody drifting through heaven and earth, painting the beauty of timeworn desolation. I am so small, not even one of its notes.
Theme:
The passage of time and space is getting farther and farther into infinity, the passing of people is like this, and the world has changed forever. Author's reply: thank you