Beyond the Deep Space

In the vast universe, the rise and fall of a galaxy is merely a fleeting shimmer of light.

Looking up at the starry sky, there is always a sense of sadness as if the ending is already predetermined. Where will you and I be a thousand years from now? Our homeland, the flames of civilization, Earth, are all just a speck of dust in the deep space.

A moment in the starry sky, a millennium in the human world.

The chirping of insects lasts only an autumn, yet you and I are both struggling to cross the river.

What lies at the end of deep space?