The wind is bleak, the eyes are full of desolation, and the endless desert is seen but there is no end in sight...... He had been wandering in this desolate place for a long time, slowly searching for hope of life with his own steps, and the scorching sun would give him a blow in the face if there was no more water......

The clothes on his body were in tatters, the stubble on his face had not been cut for a long time, showing his embarrassment, and the tattered clothes were carrying this dirty cloth bag, and he had reached into it many times, trying to have a trace of illusion, hoping that the dry food in the cloth bag had not been eaten... Pity...... The hand was miserably lifted out again, holding a beautiful purse in his hand, looking at the purse in his hand, tears welled up in his chapped eyes......

When he departed, she handed him the cloth bag and asked him to come back early, and he wanted her to promise to go home and get married after finishing the business...... Unexpectedly, he met the wolves on the way to follow the caravan, and everyone died and fled When he ran far away from the wolves, he no longer knew where he was, and he only had the cloth bag she gave him

After many days, the food on his body was gone, and only the purse she had given him remained......

The chapped hands held the purse covered with sand and cried bitterly, I don't know how long it had been, the cold moonlight of the moon star sprinkled on his body, there were bursts of wolf howls in the distance, and the stars in the sky in front of him formed her appearance, and he slowly closed his eyes Only in his dreams could he see her, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, holding his purse as if he was alive and dead, but he couldn't die yet, because he was going back to her and telling her what he wanted, he got up from the ground with all his might, and watched the starlight on his head that made up her shape continue to walk forward......

Not far away from the joy of the firelight gave him hope for life, he struggled to run forward, accidentally fell to the ground and flew out of the purse, he cried and shouted and crawled over to pick up the purse and continue to run forward, the fire in front of him became brighter and brighter, but the vision became more and more blurred, and the hope in front of him could not be touched......

After a long time he drank sweet wine and gulped delicious lamb chops, and when others asked him who gave him the purse, he was too shy to speak, and leaned on the warm wool and slept beautifully, and he would be able to go home tomorrow, and he would be able to convey his thoughts tomorrow, and he would be able to watch her become a bride tomorrow...... He fell asleep in a daze, and everyone else looked jealous of him......

After a long time, still in that desert, there was a caravan slowly passing through a place, where there was a dead tree trunk, and next to the trunk lay a corpse that had been reduced to dry bones, and the corpse held a tattered purse in its hand...... ...