Flower-Adorned Hairpin

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Cloudmist Mountain is shrouded in clouds and rosy mists all year round. From its foot, it looks like a celestial palace high above; reach its summit, and you can look down upon the whole world. Now and then, travelers climb the mountain to take in the scenery, only to discover that the women there seem to turn their raised sleeves into rosy clouds, their beauty dazzling. Exhausted, the travelers return to the foot of the mountain and ask around: Are the women on the mountain immortals descended from the heavens?

An old woman below replies: The women on the mountain look like immortals, their five-stringed music shattering the years.

Her answer speaks both to the origins of the women's sect and to the disciples' heroic spirit and ethereal grace, untouched by the seasons, their beauty unchanged.

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