The fine sand floated into a picture.
The distant clay sculpture is mottled with cracks.
The wind passed through the sand dunes of the years and sang on the ruins.
There used to be people here, but now it's deserted. Broken tiles, old sofas, rusty electric fan covers.
It was once deserted, but now it is magnificent and a fairyland on earth. Colorful glazed tiles, crystal chandeliers, water curtains tens of meters down.
Holy baptism, we are born with God's blessing. The golden-haired angel died alone.
The unseen time landscape lives at the end of the world. The stars are moving, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are relaxing, and the snow melts and the frost is gone. The salt lake is as clean as a wash with the beautiful silhouette of the stone mountain.
The flow of the waterfall never stops, magnificent and unparalleled. The vast universe, the miraculous nature, how small and ordinary we are.
Human civilization begins in the eternal moonlight. Prosperous city, do not know the way. Birth, old age, sickness and death, joy, anger, sorrow and joy, either busy living or dying.
The soil and paint are constantly destroyed and constantly reborn. With the development of human civilization, the desires, love and hatred, greed, selfishness, ugliness, laziness, bullets and wars that have spawned are just like beasts, corroding time and space.
The little yellow man lives like an ant. The assembly line work makes everyone faceless. And we consume.
Quick-frozen dumplings, chicken with separated skin and meat, fear of dense animals. What technology brings.
Those lustful faces. Kindness, indifference, alienation, hurt and reconciled. A drop of tears flowed over the geisha's powder-covered cheeks, and over the tattooed father's face.
Samsara has nothing to do with good, evil, beauty or ugliness, with no race or ancestry, and the power of life never stops. The world existed before we arrived, and it will not disappear after we leave. We are all ascetic monks.
This documentary incorporates more Chinese elements and is also worthy of attention. It’s just that the photos of China are too combative, and I always feel unreal. The soundtrack is extremely magnificent.
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