Background: [Steampunk] + [Soft Science Fiction]
Short story, completed in ten chapters.
The following is the copy:
They had seen the endless wilderness, and the strong south wind blew through the ears of wheat, setting off golden waves that surged toward the skyline.
They have seen scorching and dirty cities, where chimneys billowed out black smoke indifferently to people's cries.
They have seen floating islands made of jade and jade. The superb architecture embodies the ingenuity of all mankind and is admired by the world on the top of the clouds.
They laugh, they sing, they cry, they fight.
Go home, go home, return to the original embrace.
Even though there is nothing there.
Intention: Human self-reflection and relationship with nature
