Record in the Dust

The moon is still the same round moon thousands of years ago, but it has shone for eternity, and it once turned the vast sea into mulberry fields; the fields are still the same square fields thousands of years ago, but they have given birth to the magic of all things, and they have given birth to life from the dead; the breath is still the same tone thousands of years ago, it is the soft words of Wu Nong in your ears, and it is my silent sigh now. Go to the dust record to record the dust, go to the Linggao ferry to the Linggao ferry