A primitive tribe in Africa, there is an ancient tradition of worship of the sun god. Generation after generation has long since lost its origin. When the multitudes wait before darkness for the first rays of sunlight to rise, they will raise their hands and will
A primitive tribe in Africa, there is an ancient tradition of worship of the sun god. Generation after generation has long since lost its origin. While the people waited before darkness for the first rays of sunlight to rise, they would raise their hands and spread spit on their palms to offer sacrifices to the gods.
When I read this paragraph, I couldn't help but think that it was funny for a group of people to gather around and watch the sunrise.
For many years I could only appreciate the beauty of the twilight in the afterglow of the setting sun.
On the first day of 2022, I got up early in the morning and saw a sunrise like a fireball, unstoppable, dispelling all darkness.
For the first time in my life, I felt divine beauty. It really is a religious ritual.
It is to surrender oneself to hope and anticipation.
More and more I think that climbing Mount Taishan to watch the sun is no different from chasing the sun in Jinghu Lake - the same sun, the same morning fog, the same spring dream 😏
#Shoot with your hands # #我的美好生活 #
A primitive tribe in Africa, there is an ancient tradition of worship of the sun god. Generation after generation has long since lost its origin. When the multitudes wait before darkness for the first rays of sunlight to rise, they will raise their hands and will
A primitive tribe in Africa, there is an ancient tradition of worship of the sun god. Generation after generation has long since lost its origin. When the multitudes wait before darkness for the first rays of sunlight to rise, they will raise their hands and will
A primitive tribe in Africa, there is an ancient tradition of worship of the sun god. Generation after generation has long since lost its origin. When the multitudes wait before darkness for the first rays of sunlight to rise, they will raise their hands and will
A primitive tribe in Africa, there is an ancient tradition of worship of the sun god. Generation after generation has long since lost its origin. When the multitudes wait before darkness for the first rays of sunlight to rise, they will raise their hands and will
A primitive tribe in Africa, there is an ancient tradition of worship of the sun god. Generation after generation has long since lost its origin. When the multitudes wait before darkness for the first rays of sunlight to rise, they will raise their hands and will
A primitive tribe in Africa, there is an ancient tradition of worship of the sun god. Generation after generation has long since lost its origin. When the multitudes wait before darkness for the first rays of sunlight to rise, they will raise their hands and will
