In one chapter of "Book of the Later Han Dynasty" there is a story about a pot man hanging a pot in the market, hiding it in the pot, and healing others who could not. Later generations called it the hanging pot to help the world.
Another fisherman from Wuling in Jin Dynasty strayed into the Peach Blossom Spring. After his return, it was difficult to find his trace again.
Is the country ruined by old mountains and rivers, and guarding the frontier alone?
Or should I let others compete for their peaches and plums while I am alone in this mountain?
Sigh: I just hope that Taoyuan is not a dream.