In the seventeenth year of the Republic of China, plum blossoms flourished in the south of the Yangtze River, and the cloister was first seen.
Half a lifetime of war, thousands of miles wandering, from the mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River to the beacon smoke in the north.
They spent half a century answering the same question:
"How long can you wait for someone?"
