Luan, the mount of the immortal. It has broad wings and a slender tail, and is covered in light blue from head to toe. People are proud to see Luan, but Luan is a lonely auspicious thing, and there are no pairs of Luan in the world. Luan can only fly alone. She would never know what it felt like to have another bird's beak brush against her body. The phoenix has a phoenix, the mandarin duck has a duck, a king has a queen, but the luan has nothing. What is the meaning of such a mysterious and beautiful life?
King Ji raised a luan, which did not sing for three years. Looking at it in the mirror hanging from the back, Luan saw the shadow and screamed sadly, then he died in a hurry.