There are thousands of birds in the world, perching on different branches. There is only one bird, tied to one branch.
According to legend, the charm in his eyes is like a soft curve wrapped around the fingers, leisurely walking in the heart, like the bright moon on a summer night, but there are stormy waves hidden in it, which makes people dare not look at it.
Every time dusk comes, it is very leisurely to rest alone on the stage. He moves his hands and feet like the characters in Changkang's paintings, sipping tea, holding a scroll, picking up a pipe, smiling gracefully, like a banished immortal, and full of energy.