Deep Space Horizon

In the vast universe, the birth and demise of a galaxy is merely a fleeting shimmer of light.

Gazing at the starry sky, there is always a sense of melancholy as if the outcome is already predetermined. Where will you and I be a thousand years from now? Home and country, the light of civilization, the Earth, are merely a speck of dust in the vastness of deep space

A moment in the starry sky, a thousand years in the human world

The chirping of insects lasts only through autumn, you and I are both striving to cross over

What is at the end of deep space