A lonely boat with leaves, cold plum blossoms in the middle of the mountain, thousands of valleys marked by the wind, and thousands of rivers reflected by the moon. You can't avoid the mortal world, but you can't avoid the calamity of worldly feelings. Even if you have a pair of famous swords, you can never cut off fate; even if you have a unique talent, you can't change the fate. Behind the curtain, at the end of the independent world, who will you grow old with?