It was a time of troubled times, the divine sword was forged, there were endless battles between rivers and lakes, and the girl's village was burned to the ground.
She held her father's remains and swore in front of him: "One day, I will destroy this harmful broken sword!"
He couldn't help but laugh at her for not overestimating her abilities.
He is high in the heavens, and the joys and sorrows of mortals have nothing to do with him. She had gone through many hardships in this life, and in his opinion, they should have been a passing thing, insignificant.
Where the pear blossoms fell, I don't know whether it was wind or rain, time or fate, but it quietly changed everything.
Intention: fate at one glance, madness at one thought
