As the dripping raindrops rolled down, the child under the eaves looked up at him and asked in a murmur, "Immortal, were you a chivalrous man who hoeed the strong and helped the weak when you were young?" "Immortals are immortals. A chivalrous person is not a chivalrous person, and a chivalrous person is not an immortal. When I was young, I did not help the strong, but I saw the tears of all living beings, and my clothes were stained with tears like ripples. "
Purpose: recalling the past