This is a story that happened in a long time ago.
This event that is far away from us can only be recorded in a dozen words.
"Qingge Zhi": "In the tenth year of Yuanhe, all forces were fighting and evil spirits were causing trouble, but the Immortal family was not bound by the secular world. The following year, in Renxu, the wind blew up from Qingcheng Mountain. He Xi, a female disciple of the Qingge sect, came down from the mountain and saved all the people from the fire and water. She was admired by all and was called 'He Xian' by later generations. After twelve years of seclusion, there was no one to see again."
But what I want to say is much more than that. Few people know whose thoughts are burning under the solitary lamp, and few people know why the hydrangeas growing so wildly on Qingcheng Mountain bloom day after day.
But as long as someone knocks on the half-open door, I will tell him about the eternal soul hidden in my heart.