But Prosperity, Misty Rain and Bodhi, People in the Mirror

Life is half a lifetime, and the years are wasted. How bitter it is to accomplish nothing. The prosperity is all illusion. The earthly world is like a dream, and luck is like a dream. People talk a lot, but they think they are just talking nonsense. Either true or false, who knows the answer? It's about the continent of Nathan, which is ancient and fantastic. The descriptions of the nation are all nonsense. The story of thousands of years ago is not a joke, it is a mirror that needs to be looked at. As spring passes and autumn comes, leaves, flowers and fruits, summer is hot and winter is cold, rain, snow and ice, all things know that they are following the will of God. How can a mayfly go against the current? To follow the trend is to conceal one's own intentions. Going against the trend is full of ups and downs. Three thousand prosperity is not as good as a handful of yellow sand. There are mountains and rivers everywhere, but not as much as mist and rain. The poem says: In ancient times, the bright moon was this month, and now we are brewing new tea under the moon. I laugh at the ancients and the moon in the sky, and the bright moon laughs at me for not being as good as him. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.