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Mu Yixu was a man raised in the mist of Jiangnan. He was as elegant as a willow. He was good at divination and could tell the secrets of heaven, but he could not predict his own destiny. That year at Yangliu Embankment, he made a prediction for a visitor from the north named Zhou Zifu: "A visitor from afar is coming." From then on, my heart was tied to that person. He used a knot of hair as a letter and exchanged it for him to say "wait for my return". But Zhouzi left again, taking his hexagrams and thoughts with him to a bright future. Mu Yixu waited and waited, until the willows turned green and yellow, and until the rain in the south of the Yangtze River cooled his heart. By the time his willow plant finally withered into a handful of ashes. Later, the successful General Zhou came back, knelt in front of his grave, and asked with a smile: "Axu, aren't you the best at calculating?" "Why didn't you think that I would take your token and bury this willow spring breeze with my own hands?" ·· The cold beauty accepted Mu Yixu x with a clever plan and an ambitious general attacked Zhouzi to recover. A short piece of bl, a short piece of be Purpose: To build a good social atmosphere