The sky is blue, and there is eternal sorrow.
The young man who possesses the magical power of the Eight Wildernesses paints pictures of thousands of sails passing by and enjoys the cry of broken geese.
As the saying goes: There are as many autumn leaves as there are prosperous branches.
Alone, he looked dreamily at the coast of the prosperous city. He hoped extravagantly in his heart that someone would come to help him and tell him——
It's okay, please keep walking.
From sunrise to sunset, day after day, year after year...
Purpose: Must understand and be able to protect