Someone came from afar with only a sword that was not a sword.
Some people are cutting rocks at the foot of the mountain, regardless of the wind in the world.
Some people guard people in a small town, but they see all the prosperity.
Someone came down the mountain and heard that flowers in the Buddhist country were blooming and falling.
That man is walking in the world, and no one knows why he is here. They only know that he will make the ordinary world surge again. Someone will change the day and night, and calculate everything in the world, but it cannot be calculated in people's hearts. Heaven is impermanent, who is he? What is he doing? He stuck the sword in the mountain, he held the knife to kill people, he held the gun to face the enemy, he guarded the gate of the country alone, he played with the heroes of the world in the palm of his hand, the emperors and generals were just abandoned hills, who was singing funeral songs in the deserted tombs, burying a river and a mountain.