I have seen thousands of years of colorful life, watched them struggle in the world of mortals, intrigues and intrigues, for the inexplicable power and money. If they are not just a handful of loess after death, what is the use?
Some people live their lives without regrets because of infatuation, some people love beauty for power but love the country more. Beauty loves heroes, but what is a beauty and what is a hero?
Some people practice in order to live forever, while one person spends thousands of years and another person dies in loneliness.
Why care about immortality, and why do I live in this world?
Sophora flavescens is impenetrable. Do I need to go through the world of mortals to know it? But will the gorgeous world of mortals blind my eyes? But will the warmth and coldness of human feelings enter my psychology? What is the world of mortals and what is life?