Hong Ling Has a Dream, and Another Person Dies, the Lonely Soul of Yan Yun

Jingkang was disgraced, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and the bones were exposed in the wild. Zhuozhou Xiang soldiers are in deep autumn, holding red silk ribbons and carving the souls of the dead. Historians wrote about emperors, generals and prime ministers, and he wrote in nameless words: Forbidden soldiers who died in street battles, palace residents who died tragically when the city was destroyed, refugees who died of hunger, children who died in the snow... During the journey of thousands of miles, the red cloth hides all the sorrow in the world; thousands of carvings are carved all over the nameless souls in the troubled times. Not judging good or evil, only remembering life and death; not pursuing fame, only collecting the souls of the dead. A dream in red silk brings a sorrow in every record; across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, another person dies.