I heard from an old man in my hometown that there is a kind of tree growing in the northernmost part of the flag country, at the junction with the Shanxiao clan - Wu Yu.
According to legend, eating the soup made from the bark of this tree can make people forget all the resentments in the world, calm people's hearts, cure all kinds of diseases, and feel like they are reborn.
"Is there really such a sacred tree in the world?"
"Of course there is"
"Then why are people now unjust, resentments everywhere, the country in ruins, and mourning everywhere?"
"Everyone says that you can eat without complaining without complaining. Who says that without complaining, there is no complaining?"
Mountains and rivers are broken, wind is blowing, and catkins are floating in the wind. Born in troubled times, how can we not complain?