I have been guarding Mount Ailao for five years.
Mountain fog hides shadows, there are strange things in the deep forests, drones fly over the forest tops at night, and black bears trample the silence of morning and dusk. Others only think that the mountains and forests are quiet, but they don't know that every inch of soil under my feet is buried with unspoken secrets.
There is a red panda hanging on his body, named Tuantuan. On weekdays, he sticks to people begging for food and is very greedy; when faced with danger, he runs wildly without looking back, carving his life into his bones.
No worries, no love, no hatred.
Not involved in the world of mortals, not in love.
I only guard this green mountain and protect this forest.
Regardless of the wind and rain outside the mountain, I will remain unmoved.
