The world is desolate and the rivers and lakes are far away.
The wind on the river is too strong and the waves in the lake are too strong. Walking in the rivers and lakes, I would rather be at the end of the world.
The Tianshan Mountains are too big, and even at the foot of the mountain, there are too few places with flowers. But when the words are there, it is completely different. Where there are words, there is laughter, and there is the pride floating at the feet of the clouds in the desert, and thus the beginning of this story.