Later, people finally admitted in the constant disappointment that no one can be an exception in the face of ordinary.
"Mortal people yearn for the immortal way, but they are like insects in the summer that cannot speak of ice."
"I am neither a defender nor a free traveler. If I don't have this destiny to reach heaven, how can the world stop me!"
Poetry, wine and new tea are just a big dream after all.
Intention: The strong wind arises from the end of Qingping