He was forced to leave the capital at the age of fifteen. He saw the ancient vines singing and the crows singing, and the rain falling into the morning light, but he was defeated by the sentence "no bones left". There were many doubts around him, and he was besieged on all sides. Can he break through the ground and grow shade again? The spear has faded, and who should he aim at? After all the calamities, can he see the locust flowers hanging in the sky, the orchids pouring down the rain, and the sword dance on the hillside again?