In the twenty-eighth year of Tianyuan, there was a severe drought. The god Jiang Zeyi came down to earth to help the people survive this disaster.
In the winter months of the same year, there was no improvement. There were corpses all over the fields. People left the buildings and the tea was cold.
At the beginning of spring in the 29th year, the pattering rain formed a unique film on the bodies of the dead.
Thirty-year winter moon, return to heaven
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Intention: Every year has today, and every year has today. Jiangyuan is defeated again, and the peach blossoms are blooming at dawn.