"Jiang Zuo, Zuo of left, east, right and west."
"He who walks east, walks east, east, west, north, south."
She looked at the picture on the screen and then at He Xingdong in front of her.
The picture is set off by the naturally decorated background.
He just stood there, blending in with the sunrise behind him. His body's incompleteness did not affect anything. He stood upright, like the 'backbone in the desert' - Populus euphratica.
It will flourish for a thousand years, it will not fall for a thousand years, and it will not rot for a thousand years.
Actually, there is another sentence.
Standing there for thousands of years and being alone for thousands of years.
Jiang Zuo said: "What you said is right."
"What?"
Jiang Zuo looked at He Xingdong intently.
"Not early, not late, just right."
The morning glow made He Xingdong unable to see clearly.
Purpose: Border Guard Soldier