It burned the western sky red. This is not ordinary red. The fire, like a raging flame, first lit the surrounding clouds and dyed half the sky red. On the river, the afterglow of the sunset is resplendent and glittering. This river, like the ingenious girl, has brought the beauty of the sunset to the extreme. On a small continent not far from the river, one

Finally, as the afterglow faded, the sky finally erased the red glory and the lonely figure looking for the sun. The sunset sky, the sky finally found the long-lost indigo. The fog rises, and what the eyes can reach is the sky? Or the autumn waters of high tide? Or, heaven and earth have blurred?