Lonely smoke in the desert, changed to 200-word prose.

The vast desert, waves of yellow sand, rolled up a wisp of smoke from the Mongolian yurt in the distance. Walking on the endless desert, pedestrians saw the beautiful and lonely smoke. Looking up is a cloud floating in the distant horizon; Is it the elongated reflection of an empty figure? Is it the illusion of travel fatigue? Thick and crazy smoke mixed with yellow sand blown by the wind rolled into the air, so spectacular! How touching! The exhausted body and mind were shocked. Dragging firm steps, slowly, from far to near, sitting by the river watching the sunset, the sun is so golden and bright red, the sun slowly sets, showing the mystery of life. The front of a circle; Round lamp; Circular glare; Red and bright; Red and yellow, lying on the beach, watching the sunset is like returning to the river! Slowly found that life is different, is strong, is walking, is dazzling, is to return!