After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn.
The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks.
The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.
The spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson can stay.
What unexpected things will happen when a modern soul full of distrust in human nature comes to this era full of conspiracy and contention?
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