The "jianghu" that Zhusongjiu accidentally stepped into on a rainy night has nothing to do with those legendary and strange stories of white-clothed guests in the clouds and happy immortals walking on flowers. Even if there are eighteen pavilions and post houses for temporary shelter, they will always be caught in the dust net. After breaking through the pass, it was scattered all over the ground. The news of the old friend is far away in the world, only the broken heart mountain and the mountain.
What can be recalled is like the snow in the middle of the night, which illuminates people's separation and reunion, and illuminates people's sorrow and resentment - luckily, there was a moment of perfection.
Purpose: Cherish the encounter