Jingshan, also known as Fengshan.
The northern imperial city is a hundred miles away, with rolling hills but only one hilltop. Because the wilderness is full of thorns, few people cross it. Also because of the dying population, the vast and endless maple forest is left full of lonely red, disappearing deep into the mountains over time.
On the mountain, the man named "Shen Tian", with linen clothes and long hair, is elegant and solitary. He often stands on the cliff and looks up at the western sky. He stares at it for a long, long time...
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If there is an afterlife, let me be a sword in your hand.
It can punish traitors and eliminate evil, protect the family and the country;
You can also cut the flute and pick the harp, listen to the wind and step on the moon.
From then on,
Never give up, never lose, never forget.
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