The setting sun casts a red glow over the desert, and the antelopes call out, leaving dust in their wake—Namibia's 'Desert Sunset Safari'

At first hearing, one might mistake 'Namibia' for a 'unit of length', a minuscule measure in the microscopic world. In fact, it is the name of the newest country in Southwest Africa, derived from the 'Namib Desert'. This region is considered to be the oldest desert in the world, with a history of at least 80 million years. It receives less than 10 millimeters of rainfall annually, is almost completely barren, and most areas are uninhabited and inaccessible. 'Namib' in the local language means 'vast and arid plains'. The Namib Desert, like the deep sea, has always drawn people to explore it. The British writer Thomas Browne once said, 'There is an Africa within everyone, primitive and mysterious', and it is said that all humans originated from Africa. I have always longed to explore this primitiveness and mystery, eagerly awaiting the opening act of my first African adventure. After a bumpy five-hour bus ride from the capital, I finally arrived at the Namib Desert Lodge, only for the sky to darken and a torrential downpour to suddenly pour down. My first encounter with the desert was met with rain, and I didn't know whether to feel worried or happy. The weather in arid Africa is like 'a child's face', where the rare rain stops as suddenly as it starts. When the clouds part and the sun rises, the sky becomes as clear and bright as a polished mirror. After 5 PM, the registered tourists split into two off-road jeeps and headed to a private estate reserve for the magnificent 'Desert Sunset Safari' under the lingering light of the setting sun, amidst the grandeur and majesty, on the red sand dunes, inviting deeper exploration. This is the most spectacular, dramatic, and surreal place on the African continent, with its majestic atmosphere, stunning beauty, wild strength, clean purity, mysterious unpredictability, diverse variability, and remote wonder. Along the way, the host introduced the interesting and stubborn growth of desert life; a few oryxes with beautiful patterns seemed to await the arrival of distant guests with the demeanor of desert masters; from a high platform, one could look down upon the village below, where the beautiful play of light and shadow of African football and the red heart sculpture shone brightly at dusk. The wilderness, solitude, freedom, and howling wind, the Creator has piled up all the beauty of intense conflict here, creating the most spectacular drama. When the sky is filled with rosy clouds and the moon begins to rise, a champagne celebration is set up on the mountain top. The African continent is never short of romance, and I capture my own silhouette in the midst of this grand drama with my camera.