Jin Ling looked at Bai Chengcheng leading a group of people to fly towards a new world that was moving forward vigorously. Vitality and life were blooming. The sun was slowly rising from the east. The long darkness was replaced by light. The night would no longer be lonely. The earth tilted out of the mountains, and the ground cracked into canyons and rivers. Around Jin Ling, one after another sunflowers grew towards the sun and towards death. Suddenly, "Ling, the sun has risen."
After a long time, the familiar voice once again shocked Jin Ling's soul, her heart, her breathing stagnated, her pupils flashed, shock, grievance, ripples, and she suddenly turned around.
"Cheng Shiyi."
"I'm here."
Intention: Human nature is great, the people are rising, and our generation is high-spirited.