Song Nan

The extremely weird twist in the story of the Song Dynasty is brutal and bloody, quite outside the traditional framework. The biting cold wind from the north urges the iron hooves to move south. The peak era of culture is nothing less than a barbaric locust-like sweep. They are all gone, but they come to the Nanyang Peninsula, thousands of miles away from the country. In the void of time and space, what kind of yearning can leave behind the glory of the motherland? The lonely wanderer repeats a touch of loneliness and peace in this and other lives.