Cultivating Immortality: Roaming the Void and Crossing the River of Time

Over a cup of wine, our hair turns white, and sorrow fills our hearts! It is hard to part, yet time slowly erases all; we long for eternal life! For those who seek eternal life, staying alive comes first! We live by thirty strategies, with running away as the best one! We hustle along the road for profit, fighting for that slim chance to survive. Such are ordinary people: timid by nature, afraid of trouble, cautious and careful! Let the mighty clash, let the tides of fortune shift, let mud and rocks sweep everything away, as they seek to reap a million clans and treat all living beings as ants in their grand design! We just wait for the commotion to die down, then scavenge a little.